Isaac, who is no gentleman, is now a Category 1 hurricane, with winds predicted at 75 mph and rainfall over a long period as it comes near or passes over us. What can I say? I'm not looking forward to Isaac's arrival, but I've been through worse. Four-letter words come to mind, but I won't inflict the words on my readers in my post, as mine is a family-oriented blog.
Image from WunderMap.
UPDATE: Before dark, I took my dog, Diana, for a half mile walk, with the thought in mind that the weather will get worse later. I usually walk her late, because she's an older dog and sometimes has problems with incontinence, and exercise is the best medicine. A blustery wind blew, with occasional stronger gusts, along with short periods of relative calm. I wore my plastic parka for protection against the light rain, because an umbrella would have been of no use. So far, we still have electric power, but who knows for how long?
UPDATE 2: We're fine. The weather is still blustery and rainy. We have power at this time, but periodically it goes off. Internet service on my laptop is slow, very slow. No TV or internet for the desktop. Tom and I slept last night, so we don't know what the worst of the hurricane was like. No large limbs fell from our trees, just a lot of small limbs to be cleaned up.
Thanks for your prayers and concern. We are very grateful. Love.
