March Is Fickle

Yesterday when we went into church for the Lenten supper, the sun was shining and it was pleasantly warm outside. Just as the Lenten service was ending around 7:45, lightning was flashing in the sky outside the stained glass windows, and a hard rain had begun. It rained in sheets, turning parking lots into lakes and creating dangerous standing water in low-lying roadways. Now this morning, I wake up to this:

Still, there is much to be thankful for. An actual tornado touched down in Lorain County yesterday, close enough to where we live that it's scary. But it appears no one was hurt, which is the most important thing. We were home a few years ago when a tornado went through just north of us, and I'll never forget the sound. It does indeed sound like a freight train passing through, which is what everyone seems to say when they're interviewed on the TV news after a tornado. Not an experience I want to repeat!