Well, if anyone has been paying attention to my whining lately you might know that the weather has been a tad bit dry here in Denver.
Seriously, we'd only had about an inch of moisture since the beginning of March, the garden was bone dry and I was feeling like I should go out and do a rain dance or something. Well, last night, my prayers were answered... sorta.
Then around midnight the tornado sirens started blaring. I herded all of the cats into the basement and tried in vane to find some meaningful information about what was going on.
I called CatMan, who turned on the TV only to find an infomercial... then I turned on the news radio and got Psychic Healers for World Peace (I kid you not.)
I finally braved it and went upstairs to turn on my own television. And of course, the wonderful channel that I watch was broadcasting live coverage of the storm... at 1am! Oh, how I LOVE Mike Nelson!
Anyhow, I'm feeling VERY lucky today because all we got was a ton of rain. This was the scene just a few miles south of me.
Yup, that's hail falling. Oh... visions of replacing the roof yet AGAIN.... Seriously, I still haven't completed repairs from last year's hail storm!
At any rate, since they're predicting more severe weather today, I decided that perhaps I should cover the garden. I mean, I dodged the bullet last night, but I really don't want to press my luck!
How about you? Anybody else got wild and wacky weather stories to tell?