The storm hit us. It was downgraded to a tropical storm right before it got to NYC, so that was familiar territory. It was a nice weekend, though. I liked hunkering down, awaiting a big storm. It was like NYC was awaiting the arrival of a visitor. A new life was breathed into the city.
It was nice seeing NYC being forced to shut down and chill out for a change.
The weather is one of my favorite things to talk about actually. I know it can be something boring to discuss with most people, but I like knowing there is this invisible force that determines our outfits for the day. And I like knowing the weather can either make for a great day in the park.
Or totally destroy your life.
I went for a walk in the morning time to assess damage in my neighborhood. It wasn’t so bad. Normal tropical storm stuff.
This was the most interesting thing I saw:
All day yesterday the wind blew as the storm continued going north. I enjoyed it very much. It made me feel cozy indoors.
And the sky the storm left was beautiful:
I don’t regret going to the grocery store to buy extra food and supplies because I needed them.
I only regret buying so much of that Hurricane Chow the store kept advertising!