It is now 3:09 in the afternoon and half the sky is bright and shiny; half the sky is grey and rainy. The winds are gusty and coming in the opposite direction from usual. Trees are swaying.
We took precautions, as advised by our governor and our mayor of NYC. We left Connecticut early in order to get back to New York to prepare the house for the storm. This morning we prepared vegetarian meals to get us through a loss of electricity that is expected. We have filled up containers with water, cleared off the decks, and are now sitting tight.
The worst thing to do now is to peek at the news to see what is coming. It doesn't look good. The alarms just went off in our village. I have seen photos showing flooding by the river into our local parks. Most of us are a bit nervous and concerned, but at this point there is little we can do beyond watch it happen. I worry about the size of the damage that is about to be done. Such a large area is affected by this storm.
My husband's flight to California on Wednesday was just canceled. The subways system, and all public transport in the city and areas surrounding it are stopped. The buildings in south Manhattan where our son works are evacuated. Wall Street is silent. This is not a happy day.
