Tornado that touched down in Phippsburg, Maine. (2005)
The weather has me on edge. Tornado warnings have been springing up in areas that otherwise never hear of such a thing. Severe thunderstorms have been moving across from the west with a force that is not to be reckoned with. I know that the husband will laugh when he comes home and sees that the herb boxes have been ducktaped down, but I have this feeling in me that tomorrow might not be simply a thunderstorm. I would rather be laughed at and thought a fool for worrying about my eventual harvest than be a fool for not.
