Irma came visitng up here last week, but by that time, she was a tropical storm. The power went out in lots of places, but we were fortunate. Trees fell on houses in lots of places, but we were fortunate. Rains caused flooding in a few places, but we were fortunate.
In fact, the only sign we've had a storm near us is this tree in the lake. (Or what's optimistically termed a lake. I'd say it's more of a pond!) That line of bushes at the back of the water is actually a tree that was on the right side but fell into the water. That's our closest damage and I'll certainly take it and be happy!
Last year about this time, we fled our little island before Matthew hit and came home to find, though lots of houses suffered, we had only a small tree on the house that left the roof intact. So our move this spring was especially fortuitous because this year, Irma inflicted a lot more damage on the beautiful islands off Georgia's coast. They say it'll take months to fully recover. And this just as the results of Matthew were nearly obliterated.
But we are safe and sound in our new north Georgia home. Oh, we lead a charmed life and are duly thankful!
