By 12:30, I was completely caught up with everything, so after I cooked lunch for Tony and me and had cleaned up the kitchen, I grabbed my laptop and went outside to The Bunkhouse, my pink writing cabin, to write. And I typed non-stop until 7:30, because I was on a roll with the novella.
It started raining right after I returned to The Cabin. Then a few minutes later it started raining harder and harder, with loud bursts of thunder. Lightning was hitting all around us, so I unplugged everything inside The Cabin.
Around 10:00, lightning hit real close to the trailer and it woke us up. Then ten minutes later, the electricity was knocked out. Tony and I could not sleep, so we sat in the big room, surrounded by our dogs, with flashlights in our hands.
The electricity finally came back on at 12:08, so we went back to bed.
This morning when Tony returned home, after drinking coffee with his friends at The Old Timer, he said, "Lightning hit a tree real close to the trailer and it split the tree. You have to come see it."
"Where'd it hit?"
"Right behind Ben Stiller's and La Toya's pen. Near the middle." I grabbed my camera and went outside with Tony, to check out the poor tree. Then I took this picture of it. It is right behind the blue scoop and the bark is stripped off. That's La Toya staring at Tony.
Y'all have a great evening!