That’s for Earl, who turned out to be more ego than power. Scattered heavy rain, no wind, heavy surf on the East End of our beautiful Island home. But nothing else. Luckily, I long ago got used to the doom-and-gloom forecasters and learned to ignore the warnings. I think the Y2K panic was what finally did it for me.
So when the rest of the world runs out to buy duct tape, bottled water, and batteries, I stay home and relax. Okay…so someday, I might need rescuing off my roof if the Big One actually does eventually happen. But until then, I’m not getting suckered in to every big weather event that comes along.
How’d you fare?