We are safe and sound and have baked whole wheat bread and a raspberry custard tart. This picture is from a friend several miles south of us. I know that elsewhere in the country "several miles" seems like nothing, but here the whole island is only 12 miles long.
This is not where we live, either:
|Source: NBC New York|
But we do have some friends who live across the street from the beach there, who chose not to evacuate.
I did not get a picture of the big flashes of colored light across the river. They would flare for a minute and then go dark. We finally figured out that they were the transformers blowing on some of the big apartment buildings. It was impressive. They lit up the whole sky a mile away.
We are on high rocky ground. We still have power, but the lights flicker occasionally. The wind is whistling, though not nearly as loudly as usual, because the storm is coming from the east tonight instead of the west.
Time for bed.