Sparks from the anvil while exploring life and America's treasures-South of the Mason Dixon line

The storm….

I remember so well and so long ago began under a clear summer sky.

It caught me unprepared and by surprise, almost like a tornado that suddenly appears.

Despite the intensity, I stood there watching it strutting by and touching down in my path.

Then it moved on, disappeared…or did I?

This time I am going to be a storm chaser.

5 Responses

  1. Reblogged this on Rendezvous With Renee and commented:
    I am not sure why but this entry hit me right in the heart and gut today. WOW!

    April 26, 2012 at 8:52 am

  2. Kathy

    Very powerful, in many ways…Great blog subject today!

    April 27, 2012 at 7:12 am

  3. Thank you Kathy.

    April 28, 2012 at 2:20 pm

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