Weathering the Storm
On Wednesday, most of our area was under a tornado watch. On and off during the afternoon and at night, we had wind and hard rain here, but fortunately no tornado touched down close to us.
This is how the rain looked from my deck:
In the picture below, you can just barely see the strip of cleared land—the power company's right-of-way—above the tobacco and the old graveyard:
This is how the rain looked from my deck:
And from the front porch:
While we didn't have a tornado in Franklin County, folks in Pittsylvania and Halifax Counties weren't so lucky. A swath of destruction swept through both counties.
A swath of destruction is sweeping through my area, but it's not a storm. It's the big power line. From my pasture (my kennel is on the left), you can see where the lines will go.
Look a bit closer. In the picture below, you can see part of Turkeycock Mountain on the left and Chestnut Mountain on the right. The line will go behind the trees you see in front of Chestnut Mountain.
Above my pasture fence is a tobacco field. The line and some high power poles will be visible above that.
In the picture below, you can just barely see the strip of cleared land—the power company's right-of-way—above the tobacco and the old graveyard:
Below is a closer look at where the right-of-way cuts through the dairy farm's cow pasture.
They've already graveled the right-of-way and put a gate in the pasture fence. The gravel comes from the quarry at nearby Jack's Mountain. You can see a bit of Jack's at the left in the picture below.
To the east, they're cutting a swath through miles of woods.
Logging trucks are hauling away what's left of the trees.
Before long, we'll have our own miles-long swath through our area.
But the destruction isn't from a tornado.
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