Facing the Eye of the Storm

I may die here!

I'm praying to my pagan Goddess's right now!

Storm Arwen rages her path across the UK. And straight through our camp. The worst hit last night. But she is still not done.

I pray that the Goddess’s keep us safe, dry and warm. I hope they are listening. Please let them hear me. I’m not sure they can over the tumultuous din. A tent is no safe place in these conditions.

The tangled teepee survives so far! Just!