About two weeks ago, a tornado was spotted near my house.
I wasn't home, at the time...was at a photography class (also in direct line of the tornado).
BF called me and told me to head for a shelter. Others, at the class, were also getting the same message from friends and family. The class was let out and I headed home...not what BF wanted me to do, and was not really very smart. BF was in the basement with Sophie...his blond girlfriend/my precious fur baby...but---
he had left the birds upstairs, and...my stuff!!!
I know, "stuff" can be replaced...but, gosh...
This pitch pot, by Navajo potter Betty Manygoats, is simply not replaceable. It's pretty big and just look at the workmanship. Look at all the little horny toads...she uses a bobby pin to add all those indentures.
This piece is huge. Rafalita Aguilar (Santa Domingo) is known for her large ollas. She's a tad older than me, making her mmmm...getting fairly (gulp) old! She digs up her clay (a secret spot) and works it by hand. It's perfectly shaped. The piece is fired in an open pit. Manure is used to make it black...but what is amazing is the shine. It's stone polished. This polishing stone has been handed down from generation to generation...simply awesome!!!
I have family pictures...they're already downstairs. I have other items, I consider just wonderful...but they're mostly replaceable.
Tornado warnings send me scampering...I know, if my family (including the birds) are in immediate danger, I'll proceed directly to the basement. But, if there's any time, I will collect some of my favs to save also.
Would you do this??? What, if you had time, would you save?
Oooh...and I'd make sure I had my makeup...hahaha!!!