Tornado

Rosalie, a most valued member of the blog family here, was unfortunate enough to live in the path of last week’s tornados in Missouri.

Rosalie, her partner, and their dogs are fine. The farmstead not so much so. [The house is] badly damaged. All our gardens and trees are gone, the barn and greenhouse are, too. The pasture is strewn with debris from neighbors’ houses, some of it toxic.

Friends report Ro is hard hit by the loss of all the big old trees but that it may have been the big fallen tree that kept Ro’s house from being scattered over the pasture with the others.

Update from Rosalie, a found e-mail poem of Miracles in the Mud:

One cool white peony blooming
Two of four cats returned
Church ladies bring sandwiches and water everyday
Church guys cut away the trees from our roof
Some of T’s coworkers moved all our books downstairs
The President of Crowder College calls every evening to see how we’re doing
I slept last night
Yesterday’s storms went north of us
We have bonded with our neighbors

It’s another beautiful day in the ozarks

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