There’s only one thing to write about tonight – storm prep. New England is facing the worst blizzard we’ve seen in many years. Snow totals here in Sandwich are expected to be in the teens of inches, while off cape it’s over three feet in places. Boston is totally shutting down. All schools are closed, no one necessary for survival of others is allowed to go to work, everyone should be off the roads by noon and the subway is closing at 3:30. This is a bit scary.
Here on the cape I’m a bit worried. There are major flooding concerns from Plymouth to Sandwich, and since there’s a marsh in my front yard, I’m a little concerned. The tide they’re talking about is at 9:44 am Saturday morning. I’m just glad it’s not in the middle of the night. I’ve witnessed some extremely high tides in this marsh, but they’ve never included Sandwich in the flood warnings before. Should have some amazing pics for you on Saturday.
My husband has just arrived on cape and is at Market Basket now getting our food. He texted me that it’s a complete game of bumper cars. When he gets home he’ll start the snow blower and generator and tomorrow we’ll get plenty of gas for each and some logs for the fireplace. We’ll put on a pot of chili and settle in for whatever comes. Usually I like these storms and hurricanes, but the flood watch puts a whole new twist on this one.
What do you do when you’ve done all you can and it’s now out of your control? Since that’s the ever-running story of my life, I’ve learned only too well what to do. Relax. Sit or lay quietly and commit it to God. Stillness and breath and prayer – all that’s left after the food, the gas, and the generator.
And so, as another day goes by, if you are also in the path of this storm, stay safe, prepare, and above all, pray…and…I have written.
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