Living Waterside

Living waterside has a new meaning after Hurricane Irene brought more waterside to enjoy. As the storm approached, the house lost power at 7am and the water levels rose with the storm surge, high winds, and the perfectly timed high tide. After the storm passed, the only damage was a few branches and lots of leaves. I believe the maximum wind gust was over 50 MPH and the waves on the other side of the train bridge were between 4-8 feet, creating waves and flooding yards. We did have white caps and mini waves on our side of the harbor.

My sweetie prepared by stocking up on bread, filling jugs with water, and charging all the electronics. During the storm, he was the intrepid explorer, taking his loyal canine companion and monster truck around the neighborhood to check out how the storm was brewing around the harbor. He was there post storm to rake the yard and drive far to find some ice for the freezer, not an easy task in a state where 98% of the state lost power.

While the neighbor’s yards may have flooded, the titanium cucumbers and kryptonite tomatoes survived the whole experience. In fact, they are probably so happy to have so much water they are going to keep sprouting and growing and making my weekends filled with canning jars, boiling water, and enough slicing and dicing to last a lifetime.

As for me, I was in Michigan, so it was an easy as pie hurricane. I celebrated with a chocolate croissant and tea. And sweetie is at home, watching a movie on his iPad, by candlelight. Just like Abe Lincoln did in the olden days. Well, if they had iPads then…