The storm surge and the high tide turned out to be out of synch, and the receding tide actually fought the incoming surge, or the flood would have been two feet higher—and gotten the subway and the WTC build site. The whole city should wear shamrocks this St. Paddy’s Day—him being also the patron saint of engineers.
NYC had all the luck of its Irish—
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Finally looking as if Irene is headed for colder climes. Everyone in the path report in as you can. We worry about you.
This has been a strange storm. Downgraded to tropical storm, yet gusts of wind above 60 mph. The wind is dying a bit but still gusty. There’s a huge periphery of wind and some rain beyond the actual storm. Haven’t spoken with various family members in NH, VT and upstate NY but it looks like rain in the north could lead to flooding.
We had wind and rain for the better part of the day. We never lost power so I made oatmeal bread. I do hope folks up and down the east coast fared as well. I think Boston got hit pretty hard.
Take care all.
The wind seems to have stopped and it’s drying out (I hope) here just north of Boston. No water in the basement and we don’t even seem to have branches down right around our house, just leaves and I imagine lots of soon to have been ripe Concord grapes. I admit I tend to underestimate the ferocity of a storm because the winds swirl above our house in a dell, rather than around it but this wasn’t too bad. Again for us, power never went out. On the other hand, I’m hearing bad news of flooding inland in Vermont. Perhaps I should have worried more about my side of the family there than on the New Hampshire seacoast, but they are high up on a mountain side.
I did get three pages and the next scene written in my own novel once the storm headed away from us this afternoon to now. It was such an intense summer with teaching a new course, working a day job and prepping an academic paper for a major conference (not to mention poor Mackie cat’s illness) that I haven’t had the time or concentration to work on it since the end of the spring semester. It felt good to write.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Sounds wonderful.
Green grape pie: use lotsa sugar, to the point of layering it a quarter inch think on the bottom crust. Also works for green gooseberries.
Hmmm… I will pass that suggestion on to my pie-maker of a spouse!
And, Monday morning here has dawned bright and dry. The air is pleasantly breezy, with that clear, washed-clean, after storm look. I sat out on the cast-iron garden bench (moved Saturday noon time from under the oak trees to an open spot of the garden) and ate my breakfast, admiring a swarm of morning glories opening up to the sun.
I love morning glories. So good.
Well, we lost power for less than an hour up in the hills, but not at all down near the coast, although the sump pump did break and we have about four inches of water in the basement, pending the plumber, who actually did say he’d be here in an hour. While we had lots and lots of rain, more than I’ve ever seen at one go, the wind was really nothing much. The nor’easter we had 18 months ago was much worse, both in wind and in damage. There are some people around here with no power, but on the whole things look pretty good.
But there are some associates we haven’t heard from, and we are still worried about them.
And, I am not sure when the MTA will be running again on my corridor so not sure how I’ll get to work tomorrow.
I almost feel guilty, 600 miles or so inland, being hot and bone dry. We here in Tx panhandle would have gladly stepped up to the plate and taken the rain for you. One nice thing about my job, I telecommute, so I don’t have to worry about a commute. As long as I can crawl across the hall, I’m good. My boss is in NJ — but we’ve heard from her this morning already so we know she’s a bit damp but otherwise OK.