Last week, I promised to upload some of the pictures I’d taken of the devastation wreaked by the tornadoes of April 27 but they don’t even come close to showing the true picture. All I got were a few trees that were down. I didn’t have the heart to take pictures of destroyed homes. There was no traveling of the back roads to see the worst of it. What I heard had happened made me heartsick and very thankful that it hadn’t “come nigh” my “dwelling”. It also made me feel humble.
This video is in the general area where DS1 and DS2 live. I don’t recognize anything but my DIL said that all the landmarks are gone.
Before I went to McDonald’s, I’d gotten my hair cut and did my shopping. When I asked about Champagne mangoes, I was told the kind I got before was in the back. I was all excited until they came out and they were a different brand. Same variety but a different brand. I got some but I wasn’t overjoyed.
Salad hasn’t been being my thing with all the fruit around and I’d overbought. I learned that the churches were banding together to take meals to the cleanup crews and tornado victims so I washed it and put it in the fridge overnight to crisp up. The next day, I took it to the church where the headquarters were set up. I hope they were able to use it. There were five large containers.
On Wednesday, I was inspecting the mangoes and noticed that they were rotting instead of ripening. I never had that experience with Champagne. I called Wally World and asked if they had any of the latter. Yes, five boxes. I was about wiped out—I’d been awake since about 2 a.m. (I hadn’t been sleeping well as of late) but I loaded up the other mangoes and set out. Those were returned and I came home with some Champagne. I’m still waiting for them to get ripe. I ate one today but it could have used more time.
The produce man was back at his place by the courthouse yesterday. He was telling me about his experience when his house and barn were destroyed by the tornado. He and his wife were in the bathroom praying when water started pouring out of the light fixture. He yelled at his wife to get out because he was afraid they would be electrocuted but when he opened the door, the house was gone. He said it all took less than a minute. How quickly our lives can change!
This weekend is the annual church campout. When DD was home, I would go and enjoy it but it doesn’t entice me any more. I’ve enjoyed having a day at home when I didn’t have to be up and going somewhere. Oh! I sat on the deck in the sun and saw the first hummingbird since the tornadoes came through. They’ve probably been around before but I wasn’t home to know.
Tomorrow is my “at home” day. I have Malabar spinach, strawberry spinach and goji berries to plant. I planted tomatoes, cilantro, basil, strawberries and marigolds last Sunday in addition to the arugula that’s up and lots of volunteer dill. I want to hunt up my cucumber seed and get it in the ground tomorrow, too.
Life goes on. No matter what happens, life goes on.
P.S. I called about my DSL again on Sunday. After I’d been talking to the agent for 15 minutes or so, she asked, “Are you sitting at your computer?” I said no, I was sitting in the parking lot at Walmart. I explained that there isn’t a cell phone service that gets a signal at my house. She agreed to send a tech out on Monday to see what the problem was. I’d have to be home. He came and called me on HIS cell phone and left voice mail on my phone at work. The signal was so bad, I couldn’t understand what he was saying. I chatted online with another agent and she told me he’d ascertained that the box outside was shot and he was scheduling a “truck roll” (whatever that is) that evening. I wore a path in the carpet looking for them and they never showed. The box was replaced the next day and I was back online six days after it went out.