it still feels really weird to me that life on the upper west side has already gone back to normal after the hurricane, while just a few blocks to the south so many are still without power. by tuesday night most of our local restaurants had opened back up, meanwhile all of hoboken is buried in hudson and won't have power back until saturday. it feels weird and kind of wrong.
in what is becoming kind of a bizarre holbrook hurricane tradition (two years running!), we bundled up in our rain gear the morning after and (very, very carefully) set out through the neighborhood to assess the damage and play our favorite hurricane game, "who all is open?" my favorite neighborhood shoe store is always open during the hurricane, and for the second year in a row they were entirely sold out of their substantial stock of hunter wellies by mornings. smart!
here are a few shots of our water-logged corner of manhattan...
...that broken crane...
...part of that enormous street lamp on the ground...
...unbelievable colors on these downed branches...
...we spotted peter pan's girlfriend moby and my heart broke a little. hoping he stayed safe in virginia!...
...dead umbrellas on the street always remind me of
this post i wrote a million years ago...
...this poor car did not fare too well...
tonight is halloween though it's going to be a quiet one. 69th street has canceled their halloween party (for the first time since 1969) and in light of everything that's happened lately--especially those awful stabbings last week--i'm sort of glad. i'm such a halloween grinch. but we are having a little party with all of henny's friends this morning (we're running late!) as school's off the third day in a row and we have to get a costume parade in there somewhere.
to all of you heading out this evening, stay dry and safe while trick or treating. may your candy bags runneth over!
p.s.
my galoshes are bass from last year
