Add to that a minor earthquake on the first day of classes (one so small I didn't actually realize what was happening until I ran into very frightened coworkers) and a hurricane that led to a (thankfully short but major) power outage, and things get a little rough.
But the hurricane has shown me an important aspect of my town: neighborliness. We were fortunate to sustain only minor damage: our roof leaked into the kitchen and our sycamore tree lost a fair number of branches. We were also fortunate to have many, many friends and neighbors willing to help us out during the power outage. And we're trying to pay back in kind.
| Lots of wind and rain: the cotton field near the house |
| Little birdies found shelter under the neighbor's porch |
| It was surprisingly beautiful the next morning |
| Our tree damage was minor |
We're also incredibly conscious of the fact that many of our friends and neighbors in town still are without power. We've offered up our own hospitality, though I'm not sure we've reached anything near the hospitality and sharing that we ourselves received in the storm.
I suppose, though, that's part of the point: we can simply do the best that we can. We call one another, we stop by to make sure everything is okay. We ask to see what we can help with, even though we've got work of our own to do. While I hate the fact that we had this storm -- and I'm saddened that any lives at all were lost -- I'm reminded of the important things that we all share.
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