Southerners, you can roll your eyes. But this is my first pending, incoming hurricane, so bear with me. I find this very interesting.
A while back, a large number of seagulls that usually stay on the barrier islands in the bay flew by going inland, flying very low. We don't usually see many here, but these ones were quite the gaggle. I wonder where they go for cover? Burger King? KFC?
The dog, who never barks, is barking at everything. When we let her out back, she sniffs the air and runs right back in. Usually, she has a big explore and sniffathon every time she goes out, but not today.
People are rushing by on the road, heading down to watch the waves that haven't started yet. The traffic volume to the beach is like high tourist season, on a cold grey windy autumn day. People are acting as weird as dogs are. It's low tide and the reefs are exposed without even small breakers. But people must want to see something.
Most people have tied things down and put things away, but not all. Houses and yards are either tidy as ship decks, or still have glasses on the railings and trash cans sitting in the driveways. It's interesting, if you compare it to the percentages who took pandemic precautions. The sample is small, but it's the same neighbours. There's a guy across the field who has even left a trampoline up. Then there are houses that have not had neater yards since we came here. My yard looks set for winter.
Things are starting to close down, as they would for an incoming blizzard.
The spider outside my window is meticulously repairing her web. She's probably hoping a seal will be blown into it. She's dreaming big.