The power is on and off. Rumors fly that it will be shut down at some point. Sea foam also flies, like cotton balls across the road. One of Johnny's windows in the big barn flew out; he does not believe in vinyl.
We think that we will soon be asked to evacuate due to the condition of the road. I am going to voluntarily evacuate in an hour or so, up to high ground. If need be, Barrett and I will take refuge in the tower, which is really high and should be readily accessed by helicopters.
I have chicken soup, beef stew, swordfish (yeah, it just flopped up in the yard) and popcorn.
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
1 comment:
please take the saw.
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