Irene blew through quite a bit to the west of us and spared the eastern part of the state. It was sort of surreal for me, the days leading up to it, the preparation and constant monitoring of the storm. I'm so thankful that it blew through during the day, that the kids thought it was exciting, and that it was not hurricane strength by the time it reached us. I'm also thankful for the friends on the west coast that shared their own hurricane stories and also gave me the numbers of their families on the east coast, just in case.
After the worst of the storm blew through, Zach took Greta out to the harbor to feel the wind and see how the town fared. There were many leaves and branches littering the streets and the Rock Park, that was it.
We have been back to beautiful sunny skies and warm weather, though I do feel a hint of fall in the afternoons. We finally got our bike a trailer for the kids. I ride them about town now ( they aren't fans of walking in the heat) and we're all happy.
People here take great pride in their gardens, usually small and beautifully maintained. I'll share more photos later.
Here's a favorite rose we pass on our walk.
My favorite door.
To say this town is charming is an understatement. I can't wait for you to see more. I was having a little trouble uploading photos last night. Give me a day to figure it out.