STORMY WEATHER
August 22, 2014
By Olivene Godfrey
A few days ago, we had a scary wind storm here in Northwest Georgia. It seemed to hit our area suddenly. The wall of tall trees at the edge of our front yard were swaying in the strong wind, bringing a flash back to me of two tall palm trees in the front yard of our Florida home bending to the ground during a hurricane. We had five or six huge avocado trees in the back yard and the strong gusts of wind sent the fruit to the rear of our house, causing a frightening noise. We also had several pink grapefruit trees which also were damaged. Barry was a toddler at the time and didn't seem to be as upset as my late husband, Ralph, and I were during the storm.
During our latest storm here, some of the pear trees fruit blew to the ground. Barry says that since we haven't had enough rain, the pears this year are small and not like the bumper crop we had last year.
Back to our Florida years. We were living on the beach at Treasure Island, when a hurricane struck the area. During the hours before the hurricane struck, a truck with a loud speaker informed residents that we were being evacuated to the mainland. We had friends that called and asked us to come to their house in St. Petersburg which we did, after I packed a bag. Later that night I opened the bag and all I had packed were tiny baby clothes that I had been given and bought for Barry. So much for my mental state.
See you next time. Comments welcome. (As told to Tam)
By Olivene Godfrey
A few days ago, we had a scary wind storm here in Northwest Georgia. It seemed to hit our area suddenly. The wall of tall trees at the edge of our front yard were swaying in the strong wind, bringing a flash back to me of two tall palm trees in the front yard of our Florida home bending to the ground during a hurricane. We had five or six huge avocado trees in the back yard and the strong gusts of wind sent the fruit to the rear of our house, causing a frightening noise. We also had several pink grapefruit trees which also were damaged. Barry was a toddler at the time and didn't seem to be as upset as my late husband, Ralph, and I were during the storm.
During our latest storm here, some of the pear trees fruit blew to the ground. Barry says that since we haven't had enough rain, the pears this year are small and not like the bumper crop we had last year.
Back to our Florida years. We were living on the beach at Treasure Island, when a hurricane struck the area. During the hours before the hurricane struck, a truck with a loud speaker informed residents that we were being evacuated to the mainland. We had friends that called and asked us to come to their house in St. Petersburg which we did, after I packed a bag. Later that night I opened the bag and all I had packed were tiny baby clothes that I had been given and bought for Barry. So much for my mental state.
See you next time. Comments welcome. (As told to Tam)
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