Obviously, I am not so serious about my Blogger responsibilities that I actually went outside to take a photo from the front lines of Fay . . . but I did open the porch door and lean out. How exciting can a picture of rain be, anyway?
So far, rain is all there is, but for a few gusts now and then. The gusts make the windows squeak, and I can hear a muffled "whump" as the awning outside my door billows up like a spinnaker.
Bad weather + hot dinner + purring cat + the Red Sox on gameday audio = a nice cozy night at home. Hunkering down isn't all that bad, under the circumstances.
May everyone else be as lucky when Fay comes to visit!