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After Ian

Hurricane Ian brought a day of high winds and a ton of rain to us, but otherwise didn't do half the damage Irma did back in 2017. I think it moved just far enough south to spare us in the final hours before the core of the storm reached us (plus being on the clean side really does make a difference.)


While I was waiting for the hurricane to arrive I decided to piece the blocks for my next quilt. I need to do some rearranging, but I'm quite happy with what I accomplished. It's also a great way to channel all that nervous energy in a positive direction.

We have a lot of clean up to do, and some of our veggies in the garden may not survive after being flattened by the winds. But we truly are grateful that it wasn't worse, as it could have been (much, much worse.)

For the next couple of days I'll be helping my guy clean up the property, but we're okay, and that is the real blessing.

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