...So there was a hurricane. Did you hear?
It started raining on Saturday.
We filled the bathtub, I washed clothes as they got dirty, anticipating days without use of my washing machine. Oh, the horror.
And then we waited. Sunday passed and it rained. Monday passed and it rained. That night we got both kids to sleep on the first floor. There are some big trees in the big woods and it was getting windy.
And it got windy. Really, really windy. We started hearing thumps. Trees falling. Big trees falling.
But the lights stayed on. Mother Nature must know how much I love doing laundry.
We woke up to a little tree across our driveway (that's our next door neighbor's house).
The first picture at the top is the street outside our neighborhood. It usually has a shoulder. It didn't anymore.
This was a house we looked at when we first started thinking about buying here. And that's a tree on its roof.
These are the roots of that little tree across our driveway. I'd guess it's about nine feet tall.
And here's the other side of the driveway.
Our family's beach house was not so lucky (our house is just off this picture in the bottom right). There was damage, but nothing that can't be fixed. Just one thing my mom didn't need to worry about right now.
A few days after the storm there was the prettiest rainbow over the Chester River on the way to Charlie's school. Mother Nature is moody.