It was so quick. Calm. Then… BAM! The wind was like a freight train slamming through the forest at the top of the ridge. I froze in place getting showered with the literal waterfall that dumped out of the heavens, showered even though I was standing in the middle of the hermitage. The water was moving horizontally, with visibility about 15 feet from what I could see out the windows, and coming in the itsy bitsy holes under the rafters. Yikes! None of the plastic was ripped off, and the chimney stayed up. “Thank you!” is what I immediately said to my guardian angel. He, or, perhaps, they, are very good and kind. Yikes! Just like that, about one minute, it was totally over. Calm, blue sky. I survived, again! Did I mention the hail we also had? Double Yikes!