The sea was angry today. It was white and grey and brown instead of its usual tropical shades of blue. The only people on the beach were those curious souls who wanted to see how big the waves were getting. The high tide came at the same time that the last bands of tropical storm Andrea were hitting us. When the neighbor’s dock across the bayou was no longer visible we knew it was significantly high. I should have taken a picture of the bayou as I was on my way home – normally I just get glimpses of it from the road – but today it joined the road at the small public boat landing and came up into the art center parking lot. I’m just sayin’ there was a lot more water around today, and a lot of wind and rain. Thank you Andrea.
As I drove to work this morning, knowing this storm was beginning, I wondered whether I would have to batten the hatches at my place of employment. This kind of storm developes quickly so there’s not much preparation time. People also never know whether to take it seriously or not being that it is not a real hurricane, just a storm. To my surprise my client checked the weather channel and said she was going to get her swim in before the storm hit. It didn’t make a lot of sense to me to keep your cats in the house because the weather is too bad, but you decide to ignore tornado warnings, wind and rain and swim in your pool. I kept my mouth shut but I probably did have that “you’ve got to be kidding” look on my face. A few minutes later she asked “you don’t want me to go out do you?” It was much easier that way, letting her think it over and decide. I only had to confirm.
There was a tornado or two in the area. They didn’t do significant damage, but you never know. I’ve role played (mentally) what I would do if I were aware that a tornado was approaching and my client was in the pool. The picture always goes blank when the pool cage gets ripped off and all the water is sucked out of the pool as I’m trying to get my quadriplegic friend back into her wheelchair. They say that waterspouts, which are tornadoes on the water, suck up everything under them and when the stuff falls back to earth it can actually be raining fish. I’ve never seen that.
So we spent the whole morning inside, watching the sea rise and the wind whip the awnings and boat cover until we were afraid we might lose them. I went out once to rescue the chairs on the boat deck, and fetch the mail before it got soggy. That was enough. It was a good storm. I’m just saying, we needed the water.