It was a brutal storm in places and not having lived through a tornado, I haven't seen a more ominous sky. By the time we were both home, the storm had passed for the most part with only a few pop-up cells going through. The poor pullets were huddled under the coop - they hadn't known to go through the pop door instead of the man door. Of course I had to lie in the mud pulling them out from under the coop and hand them to Michele to put inside the coop. And of course some of them tried to take off. Teenagers.
The sheep and alpacas were snug and calm, which was a relief.
But the next morning we could see the damage. Our garden was tossed and ragged but most everything survived - only our sunflowers and raspberries seemed beaten. But the corn crops in the area had taken a huge hit - there were pockets where giant circles of crop were just lying down on the ground, pushed over by the wind.
It seems horribly unfair that the crop farmers should get hit like this when the spring was so wet and after a year like last. Before I knew farmers it was all an academic concern - " oh poor farmers, climate change must be really impacting them" - but now it seems so much harsher. Now these are people that I see at community functions and at the fair. These are the people that I buy produce from, whose family I know.
They say that freak storms like this will only become more common as the effects of climate change become more pronounced. Its bad enough for urban folks who have flooded basements and tree-damaged roofs. But the rural folks have the floods and the tree damage but their livelihoods are also at risk. And our food supply is most definitely at risk. Just think about how much apples cost last year after the frost.