- The southeasterly gale turned Hurl Rocks Park next door into a wind tunnel and pounded the Palmettos. Sheets of rain sliced through the streetlamp light. The Weather Channel forecasted winds around 35mph, but they felt much stronger, evil even. Made me realize I do not want to be in a hurricane. Ever.
- Of course I picked tonight as a quiet night to finish reading the writer's magazines due back tomorrow at the library. With no TV noise as a backdrop, the storm roared and moaned and set my nerves on edge. Slipping into my pajamas and sipping Merlot by lamplight chilled me out, so I got through the magazines and slept soundly.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
The Storm 11/28/11
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