No sleep and a long night but the wood stove was stoked and we only lost power on and off. There were 67 mph winds clocked but it was the rain that just kept coming.
The Grand River at the bottom of the hill is over her banks.
It has been bone dry most of the summer with the drought.
Harbor 220 in Grand River. Butch pulled his boat out on Saturday. Others were hoping to pull out after the storm. The river is supposed to crest another 2 feet by midnight ......... and it's still raining.
I hope these boats make it out.
Lake Erie is the shallowest of the Great Lakes; white caps if you sneeze!
But this was a good Nor'easter in all her glory.
And some rode out the storm in warm comfort.........
Protection at it's finest!
Everybody made it through warm, dry although a bit cranky!
Radishes didn't wash away and look quite good!
I left this empty bucket out on Friday morning. It's almost full......
and did I say it's still raining......
Hoping everyone is back on their feet as soon as possible.
I am finding it very hard to pack for Rochester and leave for 4 days. My bank account needs me to go but I really wonder how many will be in the mood to buy work at a high end art show with so many digging out. I am feeling the need to nest big time, hunker down, head to the studio. Not get in my truck, dragging a trailer and head over hill and dale 5 hours away. After the last few days I am so happy to be home with a fire crackling and coffee pot at arms length.