Touchdown

A tornado touched down just east of me, in the next county. And where was I? Eating yogurt in my room.

I'd taken some pics of that hulking anvil and then took some important things out of my car and was spooning down raspberry yogurt when the cloud rotated.

The cowardly response was also not to turn on the television. But I figured that cloud was going to produce something, somewhere.

Tomorrow I shoot the rapids of Wichita Falls to Dallas. I may keep going to Shreveport. A little excitement is a little too much for me. I'm used to earthquakes and wildfires, after all.