With hurricanes, you never know. It might change course and miss us, or it might change course and clobber us, or it might stay on its present course and give us a nasty punch. Whatever happens, we'll be in another city.
All living beings from this household -- human and feline -- are heading out tomorrow to stay with friends. They live well outside the cone of uncertainty and generously offered us refuge for the next few days.
It's difficult to leave the books behind, knowing that if there is wind or water damage they may not survive. I took a few books with me and resigned myself to losing the rest, if I must.
For extra courage, I'm planning to read this one while we're waiting out the storm. Not only is it one of my very favorite novels, it features the great Okeechobee hurricane of 1928, in which the lake is depicted as a monster rolling in its bed and then rising to overwhelm the surrounding landscape with a flood of 20 feet in some places.
It's a fearsome thing, that watery monster, but Janie survives its assault. And so shall we, with much less hardship.
Here's a wish for safety and minimal damage to my friends in harm's way across Florida. May the winds and waters be kind to you all.