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The 10-minute drive home from work was exciting to say the least since we are in the middle of a class-3 storm and it was already in full gale-force mode as I left the building. All day the rain beat down and the clouds powered along and the sun came out at intervals for as if for half-hearted reassurance.

There have been a few "tornado-level" storms in the nearly 17 years I've lived here. One ripped the corrugated plastic roof off the porch of our old house. One knocked down a zillion trees on the hill up to Dalby, and one flipped our giant trampoline sideways up against the side of this house a couple of years back. Tonight's another humdinger.

The car was shaking and shimmying in the parking lot, just enough to be mildly alarming and leaves were swirling and flocking in whirling dervish frenzies along all the streets and roads, spinning up into deciduous funnel clouds and spiraling out of control before winging away. I suspect leaves will find they've traveled thousands of miles over the course of the night. Maybe seeds along with them, and suddenly in a couple of years we'll have strange sprouts in Småland from milder climes down south. Every tree was bent and whipping, the surprised undersides of leaves shining silver and flickering madly in the breeze. Some of the willows with longer branches looked like crazed rock hippies headbanging in the autumn moshpit.

The water catchment ponds, normally placid and unruffled were whipped up, a turbulent tossing of whitetips. No swans or geese or ducks in sight; every winged thing has hopefully battened down its feathered hatches. The usual traffic jam leading up to our exit was more than double, everyone pulling over to the shoulder, blinking their hazards and inching up the incline. The wind had been at my back all the way down the hill from Lund but as I turned onto 104, the wind slammed into the side of the car with a ferocious strength and the car shuddered and shook as we flew toward Flyinge.

All the fields were waving, silver and green, silver and brown, rippling under the pressure of the wind. I couldn't pull all the way up into the driveway until I'd stopped and gotten out and righted the garbage bins and picked up the trash that had spilled out. I anchored them (hopefully enough) against the lip of the pavement.

My family is on their way home tonight, driving in the teeth of the gale. I suspect they will have to spend another night in Germany, along with hundreds of other stranded travelers...all train traffic and boat traffic is shut down, and no cars allowed across the Öresund bridge either. When I talked to them on the phone, Karin related the info that her friend Hannah, who is with them, found out when she called HER parents, that their entire PORCH, glass windows, roof and all, had blown away.

The wind is howling around the corners of the house, heading north. I can hear it rattle the vent above the stove every now and then, and once the lights dimmed. The water in the taps is sluggish as well, something that has happened during other storms and I hope it doesn't mean I won't be able to shower in the morning.

I'm almost afraid to look out the windows. What if everything is black and white and Miss Gulch is out there, cycling along with Toto in her basket?
mood: calm
music: Sara Bareilles—Chasing the Sun


"Some of the willows with longer branches looked like crazed rock hippies headbanging in the autumn moshpit."

Ha! Great description, Liz, I can see it perfectly. I hope all your shingles remain on the roof.

They did! But the garbage bin went over again. ARGH.


Well, if a tornado comes to Sweden, maybe you'll end up in Kansas!


You never know!

From Megsie

Dang it, E11en stole my favorite line. But really? This whole post is a beautiful, wonderful, AMAZING description. Oh, may I please use it in my class? It will be perfect next to Willow's placid "Out for a Walk" post that she wrote. I am so lucky to have excellent writers at my finger-tips!!

Don't blow away. I would miss you too much! I hope the rest of your family stays put. Safety first, you know.... And because I have to:

"I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!"

Re: From Megsie

Gosh, you always make me blush! Of course you can use it with your class :) And now I have to go find Willow's post because I seem to have missed it in my Internet desert of SLOWNESS.

(And my family made it home safe and sound!)


I love all your descriptions. And, glad to hear that your family is home safe.I love a storm, but only when it isn't a serious hazard. Love, Lizardmom

They chased the storm northwards!

Oh I love the image of the willows headbanging, Liz.

I hope you have some ruby slippers Liz. There's no place like home!

Glad Anders and the kids made it home safely. :-)

Looked out the window here this morning, and it was SNOWING. Augh! What is with this weather?

Snowing?!! Seriously?? I hope we don't get any until christmas eve!

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