Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Thrills & Chills
The wind's still blowing here, and it's cold. The wind kept getting stronger and stronger yesterday, and last night it literally howled -- and still is. It's been a little nerve wracking, and it's getting old. I love the sound of the wind at night as I'm going to sleep, but this is something altogether different. When it blows and howls and gusts like this, lots of dangerous things can happen. At least it hasn't rained too hard. Or snowed. And I haven't lost my power -- knock on wood. Thank God I haven't seen any bats or crows or scarecrows trying to get in, so I'm counting myself lucky.
Of course, this is nothing compared to what states like New Jersey and New York are experiencing. Mother Nature is clearly showing her testy side. Let's just hope she's not about to start cleaning house.
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Coastal life is fraught with that inevitable risk of hurricanes this time of year.
That said, glad your neighborhood was outside the worst of it ;-)
I'm not fond of strong winds. The rain never bothers me, but strong wind does...I worry about trees coming down etc.
Glad you're safe, Serena. The scenes coming out from the devastation caused by the hurricane are horrendous and very distressing.
Thanks, Skunk. Whenever I get a wild hair to move to the coast, I stop and think of times like this.:)
I worry about falling trees, too, Lee. There are a bunch on an embankment behind my building which, if they fell, would fall onto the roof right over my bed. Not a calming thought!:)
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