Bob and I flew to Maryland last week to spend time with family and friends. Hurricane Sandy showed up while we there, but she didn't ruin the party. Mom and Dad's old farmhouse started to shake from the storm on Sunday night and by Monday the rain was coming in sheets, the porch roof was leaking, and the wind was roaring in gusts. This got stronger as the day went on, until about 9:00 that night when the center of the storm passed over the farm. We had two hours of eerie stillness and then the bands of winds were back, this time knocking out power. Just as I was settling in by the gas fireplace for a day of quiet, the power came back on. That's when we started to see the news reports of horrible destruction to the Jersey shore and New York area. God bless everyone still suffering through the aftermath. We are back in Iowa now, where the weather was beautiful while we were gone.
Dad's sudan grass maze before the storm.