Yesterday’s storm was a little creepy. When the back end came into view, there were lots of tendrils hanging down, and they were rotating. There was a tornado warning earlier in the afternoon, and I guess there were two funnel clouds spotted southwest of Bloomington (between Bloomfield and Worthington).
They’ve stripped the interior to the studs and beyond.
There’s a big hole in the wall, in what used to be the bathroom. Everything inside has been stripped to the studs. The floorboards were pulled up, and the roof has been torn off the back half of the house.
I used to live in the house behind my mom’s. It’s another old Victorian and needed a lot of work. It’s been sold several times since then, and each time, it’s gone farther and farther downhill. The last sale was to someone who was supposedly gutting the place so she could renovate it. Only, the building permit on the front door is dated two years ago, and the owner seems to have abandoned it in mid-flip.
This child’s pail was sitting on the back porch.
red paper boat 