Hamilton Heights, as its name suggests, is fortuitously on high ground. That wind I posted below got stronger and stronger as the night went on and lights flickered on and off and the windows rattled, but we were totally safe, with power and no flooding. We obviously can't say the same for those south of us in lower Manhattan, however (still waiting for word from Marc and Stephen, who probably have no battery left in their phones...going to send out pigeons or get on my bike soon). Colette and I had had enough of staying indoors by early this morning and with our rubber boots (for fear of live wires!) we went out on a little tour of the neighborhood. In Harlem, our friends the trees were the victims of this storm. It always makes me sad to see injured trees - they looked assaulted. The streets were still eerily quiet, except for the song of the sirens wailing from north, south, east, west.
One building on Broadway had pieces coming off of it and firefighters were there to guide them to the ground. Overall, our area of Manhattan fared extremely well for such a storm.
4 comments:
WAs thinking of you last night and I am glad to hear you came through all right.
So glad you are all safe. Sad for the trees too. Let me know when you hear from Stephen and Marc. I get worried.
We don't know one another personally, but I read your beautiful blog often. Very pleased to know all is well with you and yours.
It is easy to feel very small when the wind blows that hard! We have been praying for all of you! Glad you were safe.
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