Unlike my daughter..I am a chicken when it comes to severe weather. We are in the middle of a wild thunder storm. Winds up to 65-70 mph. My poor plants are all rolling around the front porch. Reports of cars and trucks being blown off the road.
Things are calming down a little. My little river birch in the back yard was bent over almost horizontal. Rufus doesn't like this weather either. He is curled up right next to me looking to me for comfort...