About three weeks ago, tornadoes were all around us here in Memphis.
Our part of town escaped, but for a while, more than once, it looked like one was heading our way. I was home by myself and had the TV on so that I could call Drazen, who was still at work, when the radar said the coast was clear for him to come home.
I've written before on this blog about how I love storms. I do take cover when appropriate, but in the in-between times, I'm out on the porch, soaking in the wind and wonder and the amazing reminder that we are not as "in control" of our lives as we like to think we are.
So, since some of you liked my moon photos, here's a shot looking the other direction, taken during some of the worst of the storm. In an in-between moment, of course. Though soon after I went out on the porch, a new warning system which I assume is on the university campus not far from our street, began saying, "This is a tornado warning. Take cover. Take cover. This is a tornado warning. Take cover. Take cover."
So I did.
To appreciate this photo, you have to click on it and enlarge it. It's darker than it seemed to me at the time, but perhaps that just adds to the mood. And I didn't realize my lens was getting wet, but that adds kind of a neat effect, too.