I should have known when I heard the fog horns on the big cargo ships heading in or out of the Charleston harbor walking in the morning would not be the best idea. But the weather dude said it was going to be 83 that day and I, knowing full well weather dudes NEVER get it right, listened to him and we went.
I took pictures. The haze hid the sun and made the pictures look very bluey, greeny but here you go:
It's kind of hard to tell but there were whitecaps in the water. That's how strong the wind was.
|You can't even see downtown Charleston further to the left of the bridge.|
Baby M didn't seem to mind the wind at all. Don't worry, it wasn't cold, just windy. But we do need to get her a hat for walking around here. I cut the walk short because it bothered me that she didn't have a hat.
Windswept hair, anyone?
Two hours after our walk, the sun came out and the haze was gone. The wind, however, may have gotten even stronger. No matter. We enjoyed ourselves anyway and it was so much better than the text I received from Nashville daughter very first thing in the morning: Tornado sirens are going off.
Terrific. She's 8 hours away and tornado sirens are going off. Anyway, I didn't hear anything else for quite some time. I might have yelled at her about that. You can't text a mom with something like, tornado sirens going off and then not tell her everything's fine. Sheesh.
The thing touched down in Franklin and, while I'm sorry for the residents of Franklin, I'm glad my kid was not hit.