After the storm, several pepper plants were lying flat on the ground.
I lost a few tomatoes.
But down the road and around the corner, they were dealing with this fallen tree.
Another neighbor had this in her yard.
Yet another had a tree branch sticking into the roof like a spear.
Some streets were impassible.
Power was out most of the day. We were lucky there, too; nearby neighborhoods were still out of power all day Saturday. We had fans and lights by Friday night.
I had to climb into a garage window to manually open the door. Shingles from the garage roof litter the lawn. But really, it could be much, much worse. We’re pretty lucky this time.
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