We are hunkered down here, and waiting for the worst of the storm to arrive. The latest predictions show the hurricane force winds arriving sometime around 6 pm tonight and lasting until the early morning hours before daybreak tomorrow.
We are as prepared as we can be, save building a bomb shelter, so now we just have to ride things out. The winds have picked up significantly in the last half hour or so. Early this morning we had already gotten over 3 inches of rain, and it has only continued to fall since then so I'm betting some of the lower lying areas around us are already experiencing flooding. And we haven't seen a high tide yet this afternoon but our pier has water licking the bottom of it already.
I had hoped to show you images of the waves on the river, but that won't be happening, the tropical storm force winds and sideways rain are a bit too ferocious for my camera I'm afraid. So instead I'll just show you our 4 kayaks which are nestled up by the house, just outside our master bedroom. They are lashed together and turned upright to collect the rainwater so that they will be too heavy to fly away...at least that's the theory!
They say that necessity is the mother of invention, and since we don't have a proper umbrella stand (note to self to get one) an old zinc watering can tucked into the garage during our storm preparations will have to do. As will scatter rugs strategically placed everywhere to try and catch as much water as possible when we bring the dogs in and out.
As the storm progresses, we will need to take them out the front door where we will be slightly more sheltered from the wind and driving rain. And there is a porch where we can towel them off under cover before coming back inside.
The pups are real troopers though and will come in and let me towel them completely off before giving us a good shake. Just a little bit ago when Quinn came inside after a potty run my daughter commented that he looked like a boxer getting ready for a prize fight with the beach towel draped all around him.
"Oh, I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters? Tara! Home. I'll go home. And I'll think of some way to get him back. After all... tomorrow is another day!
Thanks so much for your comments and emails wishing us well during the storm, they are much appreciated! And to our wonderful first responders, stay safe, and thank you for all that you do!