Wet and Windy

The sign, of course, is not referring to Mr. Clinton (who was here speaking a couple of months ago) but to Hurricane Bill, which is marching up the Atlantic coast. He will be introducing himself to Newfoundland, though, as the diminished Tropical Storm Bill. Those of us living at Land's Edge are huddling together tonight, under our furs, in our log cabins and melting igloos. We go through the ritual of preparing for these situations 2 or 3 times a year, although they are no where near as dangerous as when they hit the coasts of say, Florida or the Carolinas.

Preparing is not such a big deal for me...I'll be mowing the lawn (nothing says "welcome" as much as neatly trimmed dandelion and clover) and putting patio furniture and garbage bins away. More of a concern is that our son is off for another week-long camp tonight about 30min. away in Manuals. The kids sleep in covered wagons (yes, like in a John Wayne western...but not as structurally sound). I think, though, that there are beds in an in-door facility so the kids will probably be spending the night there. I'm sure there will be 70 sets of parents inquiring about this. Anyhow, I've started to ramble again. Yes, I'm still drinking the cough syrup like it was a fine wine. Wish I could shake this cold. Umm, I'll attach a photo (above) to prove to all that I'm fine, and well prepared for the wet and windy weather ahead.