In yesterday's post, I told you about my irresponsible behavior on the porch, leaving off just as the storm was intensifying. Here is what happened next, as best I can remember:
I moved through the house, closing the doors. I realized as I crossed the very wet and slippery kitchen floor that a lot of rainwater was coming in, so I started closing windows, too. By then, the hail was hitting so hard that I began to worry about it breaking the windows, so I started pulling curtains to help contain any possible broken glass.
The car alarm went off. As I rushed through the living room, I scooped up the car keys and turned the alarm off. I didn't really stop to wonder what had triggered it, because by now there was a horrible sound overhead--it was just like a freight train moving in circles up over the roof. That made me think that I had better get to some part of the house that didn't have trees above it. I think by then that I was twirling, and trying to think what to do. There were so many trees!
And then I heard a horrible loud hissing sound. I always think snakes! but that wasn't right. With the freight train overhead, I really couldn't figure out where the hissing was coming from, because it seemed to be coming from all directions at once. Arriving in the guest room to look for the source of the hissing and to close the window there, I glanced out and several very frightening thoughts hit my brain in a scary, scary way, all at the same time: I could hear the car alarm going off yet again, but I could no longer see the car; a huge tree maybe 8 feet out from the window had just fallen away from the house and toward the car (I never heard it fall because of the freight train); the falling tree had torn the gas meter off the gas pipe; AND THE LOUD HISSING WAS THE SOUND OF THE GAS ESCAPING, JUST LOOKING FOR A REASON TO EXPLODE!
Now this is the part where I was beyond scared. My poor brain was sending me frantic and conflicting messages, faster and faster: We're going to blow up! We're going to die! Call 911! Don't use the phone when there is a gas leak! Get the (4) dogs out! Get the (4) cats out! Don't let them get run over! Getoutgetoutgetout!!!
Terror setting in; I forgot to focus on objects beyond the screen--but I like the photo and the fact that I was still shooting, at least at that point. Note: Those plant pots were soon to blow away
Tomorrow: Help me!