Bad morning here, with some say upwards of a half-dozen tornadoes in Maryland. We were without power for several hours, and came within a few feet, at most, of being isolated by flooding... and this is in a 500-year flood plain. Little Pipe Creek... wasn't little, was no longer in pipes, and surehell wasn't a creek no more.
That said, we now have sunny skies, some humidity, and cleanup work. By no means were we hit as hard as the folks down south; for many of them, April, 2011 may not have been Armageddon, but it was close enough to it that the differences don't matter. I've heard several folks say that Tuscaloosa, AL, is just plain gone.
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At Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty.
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