I had nothing planned for today, so I took a walk in Prospect Park with Betsy after the walk around the neighborhood didn't satisfy. The basic image is asphalt covered in a blanket of small branches and leaves. Cars with whole leaves plastered to their sides like green decals. There are trees down too, but mostly large limbs fallen, especially at the high points, like Lookout Hill or along the road near the baseball fields. We didn't venture too far into the woods because the winds were still blowing. I picked up a large osage orange fruit. They've been shaken from their limbs.
Should I have been surprised how many babies and toddlers were running around, center of the storm having just passed?
A NYC news reporter said this morning that dogs were running around without leashes in response to a question about the condition of the streets in lower Manhattan. Then he asked a fireman if the road he was on would be closed because of flooding and the half-bored fireman lazily said it would close itself. The reporter repeated this (incredulous?) and then bid them to be safe.
This too shall pass.