The Old Fish in the Creek

Today while hiking through Olney Mill Park I came across two treats. One was the return of what my husband and daughter lovingly call, the "ghost fish" or as I like to call him the "old man in the sea." It's the same orange and silver carp type fish that we see season after season swimming in the "pond" in this park. Against my wishes, my husband and daughter have tried to hook this old guy numerous times but he has always alluded them. Ergo the name, "ghost fish." Even though there's barely any water in there and he's alone, he always seems to endure. Good for him!

The second treat was all of the new landscaping that the MC Park Service has presumably done to sustain and beautify that park area. There's a new trail and lots of new plantings. It's quite a pleasant surprise so go check it out!

Where were you when the tornado hit?

There's nothing like a tornado in the evening and a serene white puffy cloud in the morning to remind you of the power of mother nature.

Olney-ites experienced a rare treat last night - a tornado touched down nearby. You heard me. A tornado.

My friend called me, "Hey you're in the know in Olney, where did the tornado touch down?"
"Huh?" A tornado hit Olney?"

Another friend wrote, "This isn't Kansas!"

As I was trying to make my way home from Rockville, my husband corralled my daughters, dog, and cat into a utility closet in the basement (aka "Mommy's closet") to wait out the warning. Apparently Pizza the cat did not like that much. Nor did the 15 year old who kept yelling, "We're going to die, we're going to die!"

Thursday, June 13, 2013 will forever be known in Olney as, "Where were you when the tornado hit?"

Luckily Olney didn't experience any damage (except for those 30 trees that were knocked down by the tornado). And today, we got to experience the most beautiful, cool and breezy day, and white puffy cloud-filled sky.  What a gift!

Go figure.