Come On Irene

The hurricane didn’t hit us too badly, however we did lose power and didn’t get it back until yesterday morning (bringing the grand total to 5 powerless, waterless days). 

We were up at the beach the week before and were able to secure the house up there before heading back down to Stamford to do the same. I helped my Dad tie up the boat (why use 2 lines when 7 will do), move outdoor furniture and plants, etc.

Sunday we woke up with no power, and perhaps because of that and nothing more do to my father had us outside by noon, blowing the roof and gutters, picking up sticks and branches, and blowing the rest of the yard. There was almost a mutiny of the workers (my mother and I) against the foreman when we realized that we were out there in the eye of the storm and still had the back half that hit us later that night, undoing almost all of our hard work.

Needless to say we were all back out there Monday morning by 9. The weather turned gorgeous and we ended up going one step further and planting fall mums and cabbages as we were on such a roll. My mother and I had to drive to 4 nurseries to find one that was open the day after a hurricane. I turned our overgrown back rock into a “fall garden” with mums and ornamental cabbages. I also planted some perennial rosemary and sage.