Many years ago, straight line winds blew through our community. I was in awe of the power of nature. Of course trees, and big tree limbs were down. But to see a tree uprooted and set down in an asphalt driveway-like it had been planted there and grown tall was amazing. Of course the devastation and disruption of people's lives is terrible. Walking around town, though, there was such a spirit of warmness, cooperation, and help. People were so friendly and talkative. It is sad it takes such an event for the spirit of community to emerge. A short while later it disappears.
We have been blessed not to have felt the worse of the forces of nature. I do not know why, maybe just lucky.
Storms came through Indiana about 9 p.m. a week ago Saturday. We hear storm warnings quite frequently. It is not that we feel immune, in the 29 years we have lived here, we have sheltered in the basement only twice. Silly us, we usually stand at the north window and watch the huge pine trees bend nearly in half. Last night's storm had such force. Big, old trees were uprooted or huge branches were ripped off to land in places trees were never meant to be. This is a friend's yard. The tree hit the house with such force it knocked the sashes out of the windows. He was not hurt even though he was in the kitchen at the back of the house that took the brunt of the falling tree.
Cotehele and I walked at the park today, and found a good bit of this tree had split.
My heart goes out to everyone who witnessed the stage collapse at the Indiana State Fair last night. Tragically, five people lost their lives and many others were injured. I am sure the tragedy will be on our minds when we go this week.
Nature also has a powerful healing quality. Beauty can be found amidst disaster. As we walked toward home, the light was beautiful shining behind the clouds.