We had the craziest little wind/rain/hail storm yesterday and if I lived anywhere remotely close to Kansas I'd call it a tornado, or maybe a hurricane if I lived on the sunny beaches of Florida. But I don't, so I'll just say it was a freakishly high gust of wind that blew our neighbors trees down and some miscellaneous fences here and there. Luckily my tender little garden sprouts survived the 5.2 inches of rain (or so it seemed) that we received in as many seconds. Now, if we can just avoid the frost.
It's late and I've got to get my son over the hill(and by hill I mean drive him over the mountain so he can visit his dad) so this is as good as it gets today. I hope you have a fabulous Friday and thanks Helen the Hungarian, you sassy little pants you for the totally awesome cat. No, really, thank YOU!