Hurricanes are serious business--nothing to fool around with. We haven't had a real one since the eighties, and the weather people keep saying that we are overdue. So, here comes this year's string on the radar maps, looping their way across the Atlantic, swooping through the Islands and heading on up the east coast. That seems to be the pattern this time around--the last few years they have all gone to the south and into the Gulf. Yesterday was supposed to be "Earl". I say "supposed to be", because it sure turned out to be nothing for us--not even a gust of wind. We had a couple of 20 minute straight down showers, but for the most part, the day was still, gray and humid.
I put our pots of plants down from the deck, and unhooked the ones that were up on hangers. MT moved the deck chairs to the basement, so that nothing would blow around--all little stuff like that, since we don't have a boat or anything. Well, there was nothing.
Come dinner time, I'm deciding what to make, and I decided to grill some corn, and some tuna medallions. I put together some compound butter and a batch of chimichurri, and we pulled the chairs out from the breakfast table, and ate out on the deck. I guess there was a little breeze that blew out the citronella candles, but it was a beautiful evening.
I keep thinking of all the stories of the hurricane of 1938 which was a direct hit on Long Island and Rhode Island and there was absolutely no warning system, and big loss of life. They say it was a beautiful day, and people went out to the shore for picnics and parties, and the storm blew in and the surf came up and everything got washed away. Now we are "warned" for days ahead and "prepared", but no storm this time around. Just as well. We toasted Earl over our dinner, and know they'll be others in his track. May they all stay offshore!