We have had and continue to have quite a storm here in Northern Ohio, but we are so much better off than the East Coast. Nevertheless, we are still having extremely strong winds that almost pull your car door off the hinges. It is cold and rainy and we are among the 4500 residences in our town without electricity. It went off late yesterday and we just got a phone call saying we should prepare for an extended period without it.
Fallen trees are the culprit. Whole trees and large branches have fallen across wires to put us into the dark. Trees are one of the reasons we love Ohio. There are millions of stately old trees. We mourn the loss of even one.
Water is the other culprit. Lake Erie is wild this week with huge crashing waves. This photo was taken by a bystander by a lighthouse in Cleveland. It is awesome in it's fury. Creeks, rivers, ponds, lakes and newly formed oversized puddles have also done much harm. Because we have no electricity and because the rain has not stopped in three days, our electric sump pump has let us down and our finished basement (John's pride and joy) is flooded and under about 3-4" of water. We raised everything we were able to, but were hindered by the dark and the weight of some items. The two of us were totally unable to budge the heavy wood pool table. We could not vacuum the water...no electricity.
We called around to all the hotels within 30 minutes driving time of our home and either they were without electricity too or there was just no vacancy at the inns. So we have our blankets, our book lights to read by and Panera's which is very crowded, but has soup and an occasional outlet available for one's laptop. Westlake, where Small Studio resides, also has pockets of outage. Our store is without electricity also. Maybe tomorrow will bring us back to civilization. Enduring all this is an adventure and nothing compared to what is happening elsewhere. Our hearts go out to all of our friends in the East.