Stauffer Avenue Persevered
With the storm that went through Stauffer Avenue around seven last night, Stauffer Avenue persevered. We went into the basement when the sirens began blowing. The winds were horrific but more than the winds was the concern about the hail. When the hail hit the metal awning over our back door it made me jump. It seemed to go on for a long time.
The hail lasted long after the sirens had stopped blowing. The size of the hail was between dime and quarter size. Dennis was brave and went up to check on the skylight in the kitchen. When he came down he gave the thumbs up on the window. All but the skylight has screens over the windows and I believe that helped a lot.
When all was said and done, no large branches came down. I think the winter winds had pretty much cleaned out what was loose. The tree tips look like confetti over the entire acre. An inch of rain had soak in without any standing water in the backyard.
This morning I walked the acre, and yes, the hostas took a beating where there was little overhead shelter from the trees. They will make it or not. We felt blessed that we had no damage to take note of.
This morning Dennis took a drive around in his little red pickup. A storm can’t go through without a check to see it for one’s self. I decided to do a load of laundry and start some chocolate chip cookies. I do say start. My modus operandi is to get all my ingredients out and measured out. Cookie sheets have bakers paper on them, trays in the oven are adjusted. While the butter is getting to room temperature, I played around with the laundry. It’s a good job done when I haven’t burned the last tray while in the oven and the dishes are all washed.
Dennis gave me a pat on the back as he swooped by with several cookies in his fist. It was a very satisfying day. As Dennis was eating cookies on his way out the door, he made a comment about checking the lawnmowers over for tomorrow. Hmm. If the storm didn’t take it out of me, I am sure I will persevere the mowing for tomorrow.