Showing posts with label hurricane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hurricane. Show all posts

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Not Untouched by Irene


As you can see from the placement of the several buckets, we did not escape entirely unscathed from the wetness that was Irene. We are supposing that the extreme southern dierction of all that woolly wind made the sliding door in my studio a leak factory. I'm glad that it happened in an "unimproved" area of the house; we haven't finished the framework around the outside of this doorway. That's on the list with the chimney as they are right next to each other. The floor here is already stained so no real harm was done. Can't wait to fix it, though!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Shadow Play

Wow! I didn't get to blog all week because crazy Irene pre-empted/ and co-opted everything. But the other night, these oily lamps caught our flowers in a jar and it looked marvelous. I'm glad I had the presence of mind to take a picture as the oil in the lamp gives me a nasty headache, kind of like the variety I get if I'm behind a diesel engine for too long. Not to mention the moise from the generator next door...
Anyway, power's on and cleanup neighborhood wide is underway.
(And to any one who attempted to read this blog posting yesterday, all I can say is that the computer crashed three times (God bless dial up!) and it got posted before I was done writing and editing and it made no sense! Nice. Hahahahaha.)

Friday, September 2, 2011

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

First blog post Post- Irene! Bob and I lost power for four days and it felt like forever. All that food we bought to stock up in case of disaster and shortages? Thrown away! Lots of half-melted slimy berries and vegetables ladled from the "freezer". Pathetic.
It amazes me just how fast I become a sniveling wretch, unable to bear to be without a shower or a hot cup of coffee. The ever resourceful Bob managed to boil water on the gas grill but then of course there was no where to keep the milk. We schlepped buckets of water from our stream to flush the toilet so at least that aspect of life wasn't too disgusting. But all the dishes and laundry that piles up makes you wonder how people in "the old days" ever made art or did anything even vaguely interesting.
I think I took the above picture during the hurricane; it looks like things blowing by. I'm just glad the power- and my wits!- were restored!