Darkness had settled, much too early by the clock, for we were sitting under a tornado watch and the clouds gathered ominously. The wind picked up and the rains burst upon us, pelting the house as though tanks of water were being poured from the sky. (Turgid prose free of extra charge today.)
Keeping watch on the Western sky, but with camera in hand, what to my wondering eye should appear but a Golden Space Ship attempting a landing 300 yards to the northwest. Understand that the rain was being driven sideways in torrential sheets, then be amazed that we captured the scene!
Eventually, the storm passed; cool air overspread the earth and we retired for a very restful night's sleep.
The second picture was taken twenty-two hours later from about the same vantage point. The "ship" seems to have anchored successfully atop a streetlight pole.
If you wonder why the pole is not perpendicular to the earth, you are not alone. So do I. Perhaps it is easier for the little green men to set their landing ramp and so on.
8 comments:
The martins have landed. Or are those bluebirds?
Chuck, the whole thing is for the birds. I need ideas.
Love storms with power like that- as long as they don't bring anything alien to us...
Shelly, no aliens, as it turns out. Just read your account of your storm. Did leave me wondering, though, if the movie house had anything to offer that measured up to the prelim.
:-)
I got all excited there for a moment.
Pearl
Pearl, story of my life; the billing is more exciting than the show.
I misread Chuck's comment and thought he said the martinis have landed. Oh, maybe that was you when you saw the spaceship.
Sharkey, I disavow the possibility. I don't use the stuff.
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