The Pot Tree

A Little Eerie

All week our area managed to miss out on the violent storms others were experiencing. Friday evening the luck ran out the northern part of the City, County, and St.Charles County. (You can read about the storms here, and see photos of the damage here.)

I was at Neve Shalom for Friday night prayers when the storm front moved through. There weren't many of us. My friend Will was leading. Earlier when I had walked in there was only he and his friend. He said, "It might just be the three of us." He admitted he had thought about canceling the Service because of the possibility of severe weather. I, too, admitted I almost hadn't come, but not because of the weather. I was exhausted from the work week and navigating all the changes occurring in my life. I understood where he was coming from though, it is rather disconcerting when driving past the MODOT information signs to read, "USE CAUTION SEVERE WEATHER AHEAD." By and by, two other souls braved the night.

We weren't far into the prayers when the warning to take cover came. Neve is now located on the lower floor of a highrise apartment building. We moved into the center of the building where we were joined by a slow trickle of residents. Will brought his guitar and played. The rest of us kept an eye on our smart phones and talked to loved ones. Eventually we did Kiddush and motzi. All the while the weather action stayed to the north of us.

This scenario was a little eerie for Will and I. We both had been at Neve on another Friday night not so very long ago, 22 April 2011. This was the night of the Good Friday Tornado. (You can read about it and see photos by clicking here.) Neve Shalom was located in the basement of another building at the time. And once again the storm stayed to the north of us.

My son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter live near where the tornado in St.Charles County hit. I was worried until I heard they were safe. As is so often the case with the weather here, this evening's storms were isolated and fast moving. Heather stayed home. At the condo there was only heavy rain and maybe some small hail, but nothing we'd call severe. It was pretty much just a Spring thunderstorm.

I drove home in a steady rain, the worse was long past.

Today it looked threatening for most of the day, yet there was nary a sprinkle.

I even thought about going for a ride. Instead I did some chores, ran some errands, read some blogs, and rested up. Tomorrow the weather is suppose to be ideal for riding. That said, this is the Heartland, and here it is always best to wait and see.

Mailbox?

Hmm? What is the receptacle for the postal worker to place the mail into called again?

St.Louis Botanical Gardens

Vigilance

Vigilance: The action or state of keeping careful watch for possible danger or difficulties.

I saw this red-shouldered hawk while Heather and I were hiking in Rockwood Reservation, but I'm sure it saw me first. Today while riding I took Hawk with me. I was vigilant, watchful, and ready to swoop or flee. I returned home safe.

May the Hawk be with you.

Night Ride

Very Fine

We seem to have a pattern going here.

The weather is beautiful for the workweek and then comes the weekend.

And then comes the rain.

And the chilly temperatures.

But, it is Spring. It is blossoms on the car windows not snowflakes.

And the iris are blooming.

Yes, the streets are all wet and there is unseasonable chill in the air, but the spirit is fine, very fine.