In what is predicted to be the worst storm in a hundred years, North is about to meet South next week on or near my front porch. Anyone who has known me for five minutes knows I like storms, even the dangerous ones. We have plenty of space and a hurricane-resistant, non-flooding home, so if you need to come west to get away from the rain, drop me a line. We can have a hurricane party.
If the current predictions hold, we will have a cloudy-but-calm weekend before the storm arrives, and if we aren't completely wiped out from the Pumpkin Carving, I think I would like to spend Sunday at the Williams Orchard Fall Festival. We will see.