Detour

At home on the range. Driving home this past weekend we ran into quite the doosey.

The sky got darker and darker and the clouds began circling overhead. The radio confirmed that we were driving right into grapefruit sized hail and possible tornadoes. It didn't take us long before we knew we needed to head south.  Fast. We found a back road and drove until the sky lightened up. We felt lucky to have escaped the storm. 

And then we saw this: 

And then this: 

As a sucker for old barns and even more of a sucker for old, falling down houses, I was quite at home waiting out the storm beside these two beauties. Finally it look like the storm had moved far enough east for us to be on our way. Nothing like a spring storm, and old farmsteads to remind us that we are at home on the range. 


-Alissa