The Vortex

We will rebuild.


At just after 3:30 pm this afternoon my yard was hit by either a very large dust devil or a very small tornado. It lifted this heavy, glass and metal table and flipped it: when I drank my coffee out there this morning it was on the other side of the chairs. My smoker landed two lots down. The wind knocked over two cinderblocks. 

Given that this happened on the anniversary weekend of my beginning to live alone, I choose to interpret it as a good omen, Coyote-style. 

One thought on “The Vortex

  1. somsai

    I have to admit that when I was the title “vortex” in the email notification, given the name of your blog, wind wasn’t the first thing that came to mind.