I live in Iowa where the local TV stations speak of storms both real and imagined. An imagined storm is no fixation or delusion for in Iowa it takes only minutes for a vast storm to whip itself up out of nothing. Since Iowa is a flat state there’s no impediment to sudden storms and entire towns can be destroyed in ten minutes.
As a transplanted easterner who grew up in the mountains of New Hampshire it took me some time to see that Iowans weren’t simply addicted to soap opera weather. The storm they prophesy on the evening news may hit your neighborhood or it may not. But the locality it “does” hit (perhaps the other side of town) likely won’t ever look the same. Tornadoes come. And hail the size of diner plates. The sky turns green. It’s time to go to the basement.
So now the season of “maybe some strong storms” is upon us. And “maybe” is one helluva word. This isn’t your east coast maybe.
You can think of this as an equation: there’s a storm in the mind and a storm brewing just 20 miles away and they are the same storm. The imagination has never been so powerful.
S.K.
Planet of the Blind 
We have weather like that–paying attention can be life-saving.
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