I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson







Thursday, August 6, 2020

After the Storm



Hi everyone! I am back and all is well. What a strange and scary storm it was, Isaias packed a punch here, 80 mph winds. Luckily a friend had come Monday night and he took down my umbrella and helped me store my deck table and chairs. It was so calm, Isaias was supposedly a minor tropical storm that might glance off the coast of the Carolinas and dissipate. Far far away from me and my beach. I felt stupid putting things away, none of my neighbors was doing any storm prep.
 On Tuesday morning my same friend texted me that there was nothing to worry about---he was playing golf. It was a  hot sunny quiet day.


Then suddenly, about 1 PM, this crazy wind and rain started. I have never except during H Sandy been as frightened by a storm. My large deck bin that holds boogie boards and beach games blew across the deck!



My flowers were pulled right from their pots, any tiny item left behind,swirled towards the windows as the house shook and vibrated.




Then sand began to splatter onto my windows, big bangs.


A friend called to tell me there was a tornado watch---my internet, TV and WiFi services were long gone.
Lucky for me Mo is always calm during during a storm.


Oddly the power stayed on till midnight, but then was gone until the following day. No other services until Thursday afternoon.

The storm was scary and destructive but fast. The following pictures are from my after-storm beach walk. The beach itself was wet and pockmarked from the rain, so not so pretty, but the waves were beautiful.

































A tree house remnant?







Mel had mentioned I should wait til after the storm to put out my shell on the beach installation.



Before











lol, mystery gaggle of ducks?


After:






I had planned quite a few hand-sewing things to keep me busy during the storm, thinking all along that there would be no storm...but I was too frantic to do quiet work.
Next time I hope the weather guys are more accurate, hopefully before al communication is lost. 80 mph IS a hurricane, is it not? {By the time we were told voluntary evacuations were in effect during H Sandy, the water was 8 feet deep on our only road and cars were floating alway...]



love

lizzy

gone to the beach...


following pics are  earlier in the week's lovely gibbous moon.

















And a few shell shards...




this stripey one looks like pottery to me.