Thunderstorms are a regular occurrence in our prairie summers. Sometimes they are mostly noise and wind that cleans dead limbs out of trees or topples the most vulnerable. Other storms, like one last week, sent us to the basement with tornado warnings while it dumped another inch of rain to total more than two inches that day.
"The heavens declare the glory of God..." |
Forecasts cause frequent hauling of our deck planters to protect them from the next storm.
With flowers safely tucked in porch and garage, the preying mantis out front was our only "casualty" this time. It is a sweet gift from a friend to remind us of her praying (rather than "preying"!) for us.
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