Well, I was just finishing a blog about this cabin – the old Moore house on Eagle Creek – and how it hadn’t changed that much in years, when we almost lost the whole place. I was saving the blog when I could hear wind coming and getting loud till it sounded like a train. It hit the house like a ton of bricks! All the windows were open since it is hot out and you can’t run an air conditioner on solar. All of a sudden the house filled with swirling leaves and dirt ’til you could hardly see or breathe. The wind rolled my computer chair – me included – across the living room. The house sounded like it would fall on our heads.
The old house didn’t fall. But half of the back roof blew away half way to the barn. The front roof lifted up, pulled all the nails out and sort of settled back on the house. Parts of the porch roof haven’t been seen yet. The chimney was damaged and window screens torn out. Plus the house had a thick coating of dust, dirt, and twigs everywhere. Quite the mess!
No one was hurt though. Somehow no vehicles were damaged by flying tin – must have flown over top of them. All animals were OK, just a little spooked. It could have been worse.
I know one thing – if that was just a wind burst, you won’t catch me in Kansas during tornado season!
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