Why I Had To Do It

... hear the wind picking up. A mutter of thunder. Look
out of the apartment, what do I see? A madswirl of
gathering forces, pointing into a funnel --- ohhhhh,
dang. So do I do what smart people do, head
for shelter? Nope --- grab the camera. And
twin sis screams, "What are you doing?!?"
as I take the last two images of what may
be my undoing. She yells: "G E T.
In. This. House. Right. NOW!!"
Me: "Just one more picture!"
She is f u r i o u s, wanting
to wrap crutches around
my neck. But I get the
pictures I wanted:
see, it's like this
--- you can take
the girl out of
the chaser
but not
the
chaser out of the girl. Have to face my fear sometime.

(c) 2008, Karla Dorman