After living in Florida for nearly seventeen years, I've become accustomed to the weird and sometimes extreme weather. It isn't that I don't take warnings seriously; I just take some more seriously than others. Today we've been under a tornado watch since late morning, with severe thunderstorm warnings. I was at a friend's house concert -- I had arrived early to help -- and actually left around 1:30 before the concert started. Things (weatherwise) were starting to hit the fan, and I wanted to make sure I got home while I could. Just as I turned off the main road into my neighborhood, the skies opened up, dumping buckets of rain and even some hail. I sat in my car until it let up a little so I wouldn't get pelted by the hail.
I have news alerts on my phone and they've been going off all day. The one that really got my attention was this one: "The National Weather Service calls expected storms this afternoon a 'Particularly Dangerous Situation'. First time such a warning has ever been issued for Northeast Florida." The worst of it is supposed to happen between six and eight this evening (pushed back from this morning's forecast), and schools in several counties have already canceled classes for tomorrow. My house is pretty sturdy, but if I hear that "train whistle" sound, I'll still head to the coat closet with the dogs. I'll see you on the other side.
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