All boarded up. Sky's blue, air's still, heaven on earth. Waiting for #Florence to kick our collective butts, it feels as if the neighborhood is holding its breath. Only a few of us have covered our windows. Most don't think they need to, but I'm a born and bred New Englander (they call us Yankees in NC) and we survive by over-preparing. Weather kills up north. Here, it's looking as if the aftermath is what kills. The storm surges, the flooding... Not looking forward to weeks of no power, but I've a stack of TBR books, and I've a feeling life goes on here, power or no, so it will be an adventure. Wish us luck, and see you on the other side.
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