The Morning After
Thankfully, we didn't sustain any serious damage. Some small branches are off the trees, and the roof over the bed leaked again. We spent the night in the basement, so we discovered that this morning.
At about midnight last night, the eye passed about 25 miles offshore from Ocean City. OC received hurricane-force winds and high rains ... but the city weathered the storm. The Mayor, apparently, this morning, announced that OC would be back open for business beginning at noon today and encouraged visitors to return, as they are expecting beautiful beach weather later in the week. The Beach Cam appears to be down still.
Our power flashed off and back on a few times. My parents are without power altogether and are on their way to our house now. Apparently, 800,000 people in Maryland are without power.
Tropical storms, it seems, make me very productive. I got a lot done yesterday, including unearthing my art desk from years worth of clutter, dust, and actual dirt from when we used the study to start seeds this spring. I think this is the first time I can see the top of my desk and the top of my art table since ... well, since we moved in. I've been cleaning up the study a little bit each day and got a huge amount done last night. I also got updates done on the baronial website, finished the gilding and inking on my current illumination project, wrote my letter to my students, and edited 24 pages of AMC for the Season of Writing Dangerously. After all that, I was pooped, so Bobby and I put on The Last Unicorn downstairs. Of course, the power went off twice during it, always during exciting moments. (Not like I haven't seen it so many times that I didn't know what was going to happen!)
I saw this morning that Irene was weakening on her way to NYC. I hope those of you north of us fare with similar good fortune as we have.
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