We’re expecting a very unwelcome
visitor intruder today. Yes, Hurricane Dorian began knocking on our southeast door last night. He kept us awake quite a bit.
I’ve shared several posts in the past about hurricanes, some recent ones that we’ve experienced just in the years that I’ve been blogging. In no particular order: Irene, Hermine, Florence, Sandy, Joaqun, Harvey, Julia and Matthew. Of course, all of those weren’t major storms by the time they reached us. And some affected the Outer Banks much more than where we live in southeast Virginia.
So, in anticipation of Dorian’s arrival, yesterday afternoon, Motor Man and I battened down the hatches, made sure we had plenty of water, food, etc, took down the bird feeders and hanging plants. AND…
We ratcheted our old boat to the even older cedar tree in our side yard.
We were given that old boat a little over ten years ago and placed it by that old cedar. It’s seen a couple of weddings, several family reunions and a couple of “poker run parties”. And, it’s also seen its share of hurricanes, snowfalls and nor’easters.
This picture was taken in the aftermath of one of those storms, in which we lost a good portion of the cedar. It’s a good thing Motor Man had secured the boat: during the storm, the wind and high tide moved it perpendicular to its original location.
So, Dorian, please hang a right VERY soon.
We hope the old boat (and the cedar) are around for many more years.
*After writing this, it occurred to me that it’s rather frivolous of me to be writing about a boat and a tree after so much devastation in the Bahamas and the states south of us. We’re definitely keeping all those affected by Dorian close in thought.
~These Days Of Mine~