Three trees went down on our tiny island. I hope that it doesn’t discourage the geese couple next year.
Other than leaves and branches everywhere, there wasn’t much damage around here. The creek overflowed into some yards, but that’s typical of any storm.
One of the advantages of a hurricane is being able to leave the western windows open. The girls loved sitting in the window, especially Cora.
Sunday morning, she was the first one out. Here she is, trotting toward me. It’s a wonder I was able to take this before she was on me for a back scratch. It’s also a wonder my camera isn’t covered in cat hair.
“What twelve-foot drop?” “I need to scratch my face!” She is fearless!
Not to be outdone, Miss Olive gave it a try. She said it was wet. She doesn’t like wet.
Flo (aka Princess) stayed in and finished Olive’s breakfast. Then she had, au lait sans cafe. Thank you, Miss Kraft. Some things you never forget.
Where was that boy during all this?
Watching rain and wind is really hard work!
Tags: butt scratch, Cora, face scratch, Flo, Irene, Olive, Rue, wind and rain
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 