I’ve been praying for friends–and everyone else–impacted by Hurricane Florence.
It’s amazing how quickly things can change, isn’t it?
Once the storm hits her part of South Carolina, Robin Helm’s porch will not be looking like this.
Those Coca Cola bottles? They are missiles, able to take out windows. That coleus plant will be shredded by the wind. The flag also risks destruction.
Into the house, into the garage!
Robin lives on a hill so flooding shouldn’t be a problem, but do you see all those trees? Yeah. We have tall trees in our part of Oregon, and we know how much damage they can do. Robin and her husband will be keeping a weather eye on them.
But I’ve got to tell you, Friday is Robin’s writing day. Even with flickering electrical power, she is hard at work. The submission deadline for our anthology looms large…
Speaking of books, tomorrow is my BookBub day for Mercy’s Embrace: So Rough a Course.
I had no way of knowing that on September 15th so much of the country would be impacted by “rough” weather … but there it is.
More about my promotion tomorrow. The FREE / sale prices are in effect now.
Laura Hile 
In my mind, I’m gone to Carolina.
Can’t you see the sunshine? Can’t you just feel the moonshine?
I taught all my Discovery School students that James Taylor song for the Lancaster County Festival last year. My principal caught me afterwards to tell me it nearly made him cry.
We Southerners are sentimental like that.
James Taylor was from North Carolina, and he wrote that song while he was on the road. I understand perfectly.
Thank you for the tribute, Laura.
Robin
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Gone to Carolina? The words are gone to Carolina?
I’ve been singing it wrong all these years? Hahahaha! š
I too love James Taylor’s music. He taps into the heart in such a way that his songs don’t age. Those young students will long remember singing that song, Robin. You have enabled them to make it their own.
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Be safe Robin. I love that song and James Taylor!
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So far the news I’ve heard from Robin is that all is well, Carole. No trees have fallen on her house or cars, and no tornados have come. Electric service is iffy and roads are flooded, but it sounds like the rainstorms are tapering off.
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My husband LOVES James Taylor. I like the song but after listening to it on m-a-n-y trips of 400+ miles, I’m a bit fatigued. And the Carolinas mean crazy weather to me so I’m a double downer on this one.
And to all you in the strike zone, I’m rootin’ for you.
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Ah yes, the infamous drive with Pamela Aidan through the Carolina downpour.
Who knew calm, reserved Pamela could be such a demon driver? That girl was taking on semi trucks with her little Honda. While it was raining so hard the wipers could not clear the windshield.
We begged her to take a respite at a truck stop, and thankfullly she agreed. As I recall, it took both of us a long time to quit shaking. Pamela, on the other hand, was as cool as a cucumber.
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I was in the front seat when we left Pamela’s house. When we stopped for a break I forced Laura into the front seat and I hid my eyes the rest of the way to Raleigh. (Yes, I am a lousy passenger.) It is still one of the most vivid memories I have.
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Vivid memories have a way of being woven into fiction … š
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