tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521177932030320753.post9069059170123590950..comments2023-06-24T07:44:14.516-05:00Comments on Bead-Mused: A Blustery Day On The PrairieBead-Musedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01921670436870164582noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521177932030320753.post-44225341033670557162008-06-03T15:52:00.000-05:002008-06-03T15:52:00.000-05:00I've had tornado dreams since I was a teenager. Re...I've had tornado dreams since I was a teenager. Realistically, I'm terrified of them and take the watches and warnings very seriously. But in the dreems, I'm worried about everyone being safe and there are always at least a dozen, one right after the other. It's a storm chaser's wet dream!<BR/><BR/>The rest of the garden is doing fine. We have radishes coming out of our ears and a tomato each day. The arugula is already past its prime and we have tiny little cataloupes on the vine. When are you coming to visit?<BR/><BR/>TBead-Musedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01921670436870164582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521177932030320753.post-50939325253699360072008-06-03T15:43:00.000-05:002008-06-03T15:43:00.000-05:00I have those dreams too. Mine are always multiple ...I have those dreams too. Mine are always multiple tornadoes overtaking the entire city. <BR/> The best things have always been the ones you grow or make yourself. How is the rest of the garden coming along?<BR/><BR/>ClaraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com