11 pm and I went outside, which I rarely do. Was taking an item out for trash pickup early tomorrow morning, and I kept wandering. My sunflowers are blooming. The neighborhood is so very still. I breathe in the stillness. I go in the house and the dog and I go to the backyard and just sit. I feel the energy around me.
This house, this yard, this neighborhood - despite the challenges, it's all been very good to me. Life has been very good here. I have had freedom to grow food, the dog has had freedom to run.
But there is a storm over off Africa. There's no warning of anything yet, but the warnings will come.
I am stocking and preparing. I am so laser focused on being better prepared this time than last. I even identified a foodie friend who always evacuates to carry my sourdough and yogurt starters. I am ordering more supplies, from Pedialyte popsicles to a camp stove toaster. I will do better this year.
The one thing I really want to happen before a hurricane is to get bananas. I don't know that it's even possible now since I haven't seen a flower. But a hurricane will wipe out my banana trees, and while they will come back it's unlikely that I'll still be here to wait for fruit.
I am beginning my goodbyes in my heart. Barring something unexpected, this will be my last hurricane season.
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