Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A Rainy Night in Georgia

It was a rainy night in Georgia when we arrived last Saturday.

A rare sight, an almost empty I-635 in Dallas as we left
at 4:06 am.

Scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, diced, capped,
topped, peppered, and all the way!

We spent two nights here with my mother-in-law, her apartment
is directly across from the waterfall ... we all agree she has the best view there.
We always have a great visit and a lot of fun with her.

In Alabama we heard sirens and announcements from a loud speaker
about tornado warnings.  Clint and I both agree this was the longest period of
 being in torrential rain that we have ever experienced.

I had white knuckles and was not even driving  ...
maybe from my backseat "driving".

One of the original art works in the retirement village where my mother-in-law
resides.  One of many good works of art.

Once again we were confronted with torrential rainfall as
we left the Atlanta area at 6 am Monday morning to
keep an 11 o'clock appointment with our realtor in
Knoxville, TN.

I-285 is no fun in fair weather and
white knuckles appeared for the second time :~)

A very welcomed sight!


Clint said...

It's definitely been a whale of a trip! Rain, rain, go away!

Shady Del Knight said...

I hope the pink hue has returned to your knuckles, dear Cindy. Long drives can be harrowing and torrential rains ramp up the stress level. I'm glad you're safe and sound! I like that painting from the retirement village. It reminds me of "Old Man's Song," a track from one of the most influential albums of my life by folk singer Tom Rush.

Hair on your head, white as the snow,
Old man, stand feeding the pigeons.
Your body is rust, skin is like dust
Seen in the last light of evening.
Lines on your face, each one a trace
Of happiness, distance and sorrow.
Lonely you stand, weak are your hands,
Old man with too few tomorrows.

Memories gone, friends passed along,
Old man, stand lost in your reverie.
Life has been kind to give you this time
To dream unrestrained as the wind blows.
People pass by, go on their way,
Not wishing to engage conversation.
You, you know why. One look in your eyes
Reminds them their time is wastin'.

Don't wait, Cindy. Do it now.

Sabine said...

Oh, what a trip! Good to know, that you arrived well.
Greetings Sabine

Karen Kyle Ericson said...

Hi Cindy! So glad to see a post. I was hoping you'd show some photos. I've never been to Tennessee. These photos from Atlanta are beautiful- never been there either. You guys found a waffle house :) Hope the rain stops soon. Have a great day!

Cindy Ellison said...

Thank you, Shady, Sabine and Karen!

Shady, I can sure see how the painting reminded you of the song. I could not find a Youtube of the song, I tried, don't know how missed this song. Those lyrics are on my mind very often. I think that is one reason I am desperate to get back home to TN and family. Just today Clint and I got back from a nursing home to see my mother. It's sad. Just yesterday my mother was young and healthy! Thank you for sharing these lyrics.

Clint said...

It seems like it's rainin' all over the world......

Nova said...

Oh, that's not funny, and I hope the rain will stop and you can enjoy your trip.

Thanks for stopping by and letting us know that you are in good health.

greetings Petra