The day before Hurricane Ike arrived — just two short weeks ago — we were starting to wonder if he was really coming our way or not. The skies had been clear and beautiful all day long, with hardly a breeze to stir the leaves in the trees overhanging our back yard. It was simply another typical hot Texas summer day.
Then about an hour before dark, the clouds began moving in. As we sat around the kitchen table after dinner, this was the stunning view we enjoyed as the sun slowly set.
Little did we know just how much power and destruction those painted clouds foretold for the rest of the night. (Whoever said, "Red sky at morning, sailor take warning; red sky at night, sailor's delight," hadn't taken hurricanes into consideration!)