Hobbes woke me up at 10:30am, looking incredibly worried. As he is usually Mr Cool, this rattled me. I looked outside and saw the water was making its way steadily up the yard. I estimated it was within hours of covering the driveway and cutting off my only escape route.
As I left around noon, I noticed that the water on my street was almost up to the edges of the road.
I later learned that high tide was at 3:30pm.
We stayed at W's for three days (bless her!) and got to hang out in relative safety. Maggie and Hobbes weren't too pleased at having to share quarters with W's elderly cat, but no fights broke out.
Maggie ended up claiming one chair as "hers".
Hobbes, tired of my late-night internet surfing, fell asleep next to my keyboard every night.
We finally got to go home last night and it’s a bizarre feeling – the landscape is subtly different. All the colours are muted, dusty. The whole yard smells faintly of saltwater. There’s debris everywhere – downed trees, branches…things have floated in from everywhere. Bits of cornstalks all over the yard. I can tell the direction the water flowed through the grass near the steps when the tide receded. It looks like the yard got about a foot of water. A few larger things floated away, but odd little things stayed...
And our semi-feral outdoor cat is okay.
She showed up at 2am yesterday, hungry, but otherwise well. :)
Next time, please send the hurricane out to sea.
stormsongk tells me it looks like the flood waters didn't quite make it up to our house, but we still can't go home yet because the driveway is flooded over. A few days of sun should let us all finally go home.
Until then, the cats and I are safe at W's house.
Also this month,stormsongk and I travelled to the mountains of Western Maryland.
On our way west, we stopped the the road cut at Sideling Hill. It's an 810 foot tall cut through a syncline, exposing all the layers of folded rock.
We also took a train ride between Cumberland and Frostburg, Maryland.
An hour each way, we got to see quite a bit of the autumn leaves that Stormy had been so looking forward to.
A few days later, we headed to Dan's Mountain and got to hike for a little while.
I also started a new cross stitch pattern while we were on the road.
I finished it a few days ago.
Designed for wools, my version was stitched in cottons on 18-count aida.
As I got closer to finishing this piece, I even packed him up and took him to work so I could stitch on my lunch hour.
The day after "the beastie" was done, I started it all over again with another project by the same designer...this time in wools.