I live at an altitude that never floods – fifty feet or so above the nearest stream, and hundreds of feet above the nearest river. That said, the flooding in the area exceeded even the March meltdown and runoff that washed out roads and isolated some of my neighbors.
I want to share this picture of the “damage” in my kitchen garden. Yes, the wind did blow. It didn’t knock down any trees on my property, but I lost communication when a tree fell just down the road (amazingly enough, the electrical line was strong enough to hold the leaning tree without breaking).
I found out how addicted I am to communication. It took less than 48 hours after losing touch with the outside world for me to go searching for a place to read my e-mail. That’s how I found out just how much flooding there was in the area surrounding me, as I had to turn back and find another route four times traveling the few miles to the center of town.
Once I got online, I found out that nearly half the people in my state lost power during the storm.
I can’t help but wonder why the critics from outside our area are calling the warnings “hype” because wind speeds didn’t reach the projected levels. Do they think millions of trees fell over from “hype” in the news media or from the National Weather Service? Who could have guessed that hundred year old trees were sensitive to the news?
I’m also stunned to find out that even disaster aid has now turned into an “option” that needs to be debated, and for which political ransom must be paid. Are they kidding?