Ike and Relate

As I predicted, Hurricane Norman ravished Houston last weekend, leaving the cityscape looking like the victim of a bad haircut. After two days of cleanup, the cut tree limbs line the streets rowed up four feet high like green snowbanks. Our power was restored after about 48 hours, but probably half the city will still be dark tonight. Luckily, we’ve had two days of bluebird weather, with nighttime lows in the 60’s, suitable for sleeping with the windows open.

Thing One and I both were in the city riding it out, while the other two Sirens sheltered in place on Mermaid Lane. They were able to save my guitar, but may have done so in anticipation of some firewood shortage.

I can tell you that the hurricane sky shows green when lit by lightning.

There must be thugs and grifters at work out there, but I’ve seen nothing but love going around from family and friends, neighbors and co-workers. For somebody who wonders if our future includes handbasket conveyance to nether regions, this is a sign of hope for us if we were to face economic collapse or ecological disaster.