This last year has brought about a variety of extremes when it comes to the subject of weather. It seems that this is a pattern that will not be soon to slow. Hurricane Irene has made herself known in the last couple days as she churns her way through the Bahamas, Puerto Rico, and other tropical paradises in the Caribbean. Now she sets her eye on the eastern coast of the US. At this time it appears that the Carolinas are her first stop and then a leisurely stroll up the coast visiting Virginia, DC, and so on. She then plans to make her last stop (or so it seems at this time) at no other than the Big Apple itself.
Hurricanes are not something that comes to mind when I think of New York City. Yet none the less it seems at this time that one may be visiting them in the next few days. For all my friends in the path of Irene I send my thoughts and blessings. I know that such thoughts bring little help in the anticipation of what may or will come yet the thought is there. I hope that (as the weather men say) one of those tiny spaghetti strings which is located further east, away from the coast is the true trek Irene plans and her desires turn towards a more ocean voyage rather than one that comes inland.