The reports of our demise are greatly exaggerated…

Dear Family and Friends,

We are OK.

Well, we are OK, although my knee is not overly ecstatic about its three trips into and out of our storm shelter last night.  After having been operated on a mere three weeks ago it was not primed and ready for the marathon stair climbing of last night’s tornado warnings for our little town…  I am not complaining.  adrenaline will get through adversity every time, and you will just feel it later.  It is later.  ‘-)

Thankfully, only a *small section of Charity Lane and Bobo Section Road were hit in our town last night.  This does not diminish the loss of property that anyone there has suffered, it only states fact.  So many other areas were hit much harder, and  have lost so much more in lives and property.

Here in Alabama we are bracing for more possible tornadic activity.

It is predicted to be in the mid to lower portion of the state. 

Please pray for those who have suffered loss of family,

and for those who may face terrible storms this evening.

Thank you.

~*~

*Charity Lane and BoBo Section Road are about a mile away.

Tornado in Hazel Green

This photo of a “rain-wrapped” tornado was taken from the parking lot of Hazel Green HS.

Photo courtesy of Eric Schultz / eschultz@al.com    Please follow the link to the full story.

Also hit was a store on the 231 highway:  http://blog.al.com/breaking/2014/04/heavy_storms_destroy_hazel_gre.html

Pure Imagination

monsters-dmmCopywright – Douglas M MacIlroy

For Friday Fictioneers this week I offer you in just over 100 words my flash fiction entry:

Pure Imagination

Nap time, Bethany.

Sea Urchins don’t take naps.

I see.

The sea urchins giggled uproariously as she walked away.

Suddenly from the hallway a deep-sea diver appeared with something in her hand.

“What’s that?” the urchins cried in unison.

It’s sea urchin food.

“No it’s not!” the littlest urchin quipped. “Sea Urchins like cookies!”

“Well”, said the diver, “I happen to know that urchins eat whatever they find as they creep along the ocean floor.  Seaweed, dead things…”

“EEW GROSS!” yelled littlest in disbelief.

The deep-sea diver offered to make cookies for after nap.

Suddenly the reef was barren.

~*~

Michael Feinstein: “Pure Imagination”

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This post is to honor the seven innocents in Utah whose mother lacked the skill to care for her children.  

RIP little ones.

~*~

Thank you Rachel of Addicted to Purple for the opportunity, and pleasure of writing on this great prompt for Friday Fictioneers.

Want to read what others saw in this prompt?  Then please go HERE

Photo Friday: a hint or two of spring

Last Sunday on the Mountain Farmlet

 

Well, I had intended for this post to go out on Monday, and for it to be a bit more polished, but there never seemed to be an opportune moment to get it done.  Then on Tuesday I had my knee surgery, and you can guess the rest!  I am just this evening able to sit comfortably at my computer.

I have more pictures now that the look and feel of spring have officially arrived, and I will post them later, but I wanted to share with you that I am OK, and now on the road to recovery!

I’m so glad I didn’t wait any longer to schedule or I might have been waiting til mid summer for the surgery.  😳