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Thursday, May 15, 2008

what the hail!?

Growing up in Texas, I'm used to storms on scales so epic as to be biblical in their scope. It's really hard to explain to the up-landers here in the atmospherically calm Inland Northwest, really, and truly, what they were like.

They made you feel small. Tiny, in fact. They made you feel helpless. Like trying to hold back the tide. There was nothing, really, you could do to stop them, and very little you could do to defend yourself against them. People living in Tornado Alley will understand this. People sometime ask me if this is the reason we moved away from our tiny home in tornado alley. I answer, emphatically, "NO" when asked this. We moved for other reasons.

So why do I bring this up on this calm and sunny spring day here in the inland northwest? Simple. I have a niece who lives in Austin Texas. Yeah...Austin, that little spot of blue smack dab in the middle of all that Texas red. That little oasis if "hip" in the middle of all that "hick." Yeah. THAT Austin. Anyway, she got hammered last night by a hailstorm the likes of which would wither and crumple the weather weak of the inland northwest. She endured weather that would have reduced an inland north westerner to tears and have them whimpering and praying in a corner. She's got the pictures and video's to prove it...here: http://wittlemelody.blogspot.com/

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