We are OK! Our power is back on. our phone works *mostly*. we have no idea when we can go back to work (so that means lots-o-knitting!) my main thought i have most of the time is, "you know, i'm tired of soup." but this is no pity party-- we are mindnumbingly greatful for our dumb luck, our blessings, our friends and family, and the kindness of strangers.
Below are some pictures I took on Monday and Tuesday-- after that, all the wreckage started looking exactly the same to me, and it got damned depressing to look at all my favourite banyan and mango trees lying limp on the ground, so i put my camera away. i realized it was no use taking shots like, "My favourite banyan tree with all the spanish moss next to the Methodist Church on 70th" or "My old bus stop on 16th St. shattered". they just aren't that interesting to other people because it's my associations about the things that make it meaningful to me. Anyway, enough of the maudlin hoo hah: all these below are all taken right around our house, and we saw some jaw dropping things down the street and so forth, but my heart isn't into taking pictures of anything but cats anymore. (i'm sparing you from the 65+ pictures of all the cats playing with their wontons. . . you only have to see ONE)