Well this weekend I must share my time off with a little wind, and some rain. A little friend named Hanna. I must admit something. I like hurricanes. I know it sounds so wrong and mean of me. Let me explain.
First let me say, I never ever want harm to come upon anyone. I don't like for people to be forced out of their homes, or to have to go back to nothing at all.
I love the smell the storms bring, the leaves and limbs on the ground, the calm after the storm. I like the anticipation, and the preparation. I like tracking them and watching their chosen paths.
Of course, only in my perfect little world do these storms not bring pain, heartache, loss, and tragedy.