Invest 93 or whatever it was called made a stop in Belle River on Thursday, July 16. The cat and dog and I were awakened at 4:00 a.m. by a gigantic boom of thunder and flash of li ghtning. We all jumped and that was all she wrote for sleep. More lightning followed, lots more thunder and by this time both animals figured it was time for breakfast so I gave up and began my morning routine. Feed the dog, the cat, give both their treats and then settle in my swinging chair with my current book and a cup of coffee.
Before I get started reading I text my two daughters, one granddaughter, one sister and two friends plus a local friend who is my daily check-in. For safety’s sake, mine mostly, I text her every morning with a quick hi or all’s well. We do see one another now and then but mostly we just do this daily check. If I forget, she texts me to see if I’m ok.
Anyway, once the rain started it really pounded down. The thunder and lighting stopped or at least slowed, but the rain increased. No wind thankfully but I couldn’t help thinking of those poor people in Texas who drowned when a river rose 26 feet in less than an hour. I could barely see the levee from my back door, but I thought about it being 27 feet and a teeny bit of my minds eye imagined the water pouring over that wall. It was not a pretty thought!
