Bye-bye, Debby. More or less.

She’s moving out now, headed generally north/northeast — a much weakened old girl, but still dumping an overabundance of water as she makes her exit. Even here, it’s still raining on and off, but more gently.

We’re also still under intermittent flood watches and warnings, with lots of roads washed out in places. One dam was braced in time to prevent its failure; but I heard there was a second one in bad shape, and quite a few people were evacuated.

So, as life slowly returns to normal, we give thanks for having survived . . . and wonder when the next one will hit. I like to make up my own names for them.

Let’s see now: Esmerelda, Frankincense, Griselda, Hortense, Ichabod . . .

Be safe, everyone.

Brendochka
8/8/24