{"id":491,"date":"2008-09-15T12:28:59","date_gmt":"2008-09-15T16:28:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/?p=491"},"modified":"2008-09-15T14:18:10","modified_gmt":"2008-09-15T18:18:10","slug":"hurricane-not-a-sign-of-the-apocalypse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/hurricane-not-a-sign-of-the-apocalypse","title":{"rendered":"Hurricane not a sign of the apocalypse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"\/spookyblog\/spblogpix\/2008\/09\/windghost.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" align='left' hspace='5' vspace='0' class='picborder' src=\"\/spookyblog\/spblogpix\/2008\/09\/windghost-350x185.png\" alt=\"\" title=\"Ghost in the wind\" width=\"350\" height=\"185\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-492\" \/><\/a><strong>Walking trees are another story, though.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I love a storm.  I love the texture of it, the taste, the energy.  Nature unleashed to remind us who&#8217;s really in charge around here.<\/p>\n<p>But I got my fill when the remnants of Hurricane Ike roared through Indiana on Sunday.  The wind began to freshen at around 11:30.  By 1:00 it was too late and too risky to walk the length of the driveway and take down the flag pole.  75mph winds tore up everything it could grab.<\/p>\n<p>There was corn in my front yard.  Corn!  Where did corn come from?<\/p>\n<p>Above the constant roar was &#8220;Crack!  Pop!  Pop!  Crrrack!  Screeee&#8230;booom!&#8221;  Over and over.  I&#8217;ve never seen trees walk before.  They&#8217;re not very good at it, and kept falling over.<\/p>\n<p>Sustained hurricane-force winds are unheard of in Indiana, and if this was just the last echo of what a real hurricane is like, then I don&#8217;t ever want to be caught anywher near one.  This coming from a guy who has always wanted to be a storm chaser and take pictures of a tornado.<\/p>\n<p>We were lucky to only have a mess to clean up and nothing poking out of the top of our house.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Walking trees are another story, though. I love a storm. I love the texture of it, the taste, the energy. Nature unleashed to remind us who&#8217;s really in charge around here. But I got my fill when the remnants of Hurricane Ike roared through Indiana on Sunday. The wind began to freshen at around 11:30. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/491"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=491"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/491\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=491"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=491"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/spookyblue.com\/spookyblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=491"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}