the blue wood

So Hurricane Sandy blew through New Jersey and most of the Northeast Monday, and for the coast and most of Manhattan, this was a devastating “Super-storm”.  I, living in northern New Jersey, in the midst of 20 or perhaps 30 large Oak trees grimly looming over the house, was a bit concerned. It hit hard at around 9 or 10 pm. Even during the brunt of the storm it didn’t really “feel” like the hype made it out to be.  In fact, my brother and I braved the storm numerous times.  The rain was on and off all night, and the wind came in bursts, but it didn’t seem too bad. I’ve seen worse wind on a daily basis back in Texas during the summer.  After seeing this I began to lose concern for it. Other than the power outages and the random flashes of light from the exploding transformers around town, this storm seemed to be more talk than walk… until around 11 pm. There were five of us sitting in the living room in the dark, when all of a sudden we started hearing cracking noise and then a crash that was even heard but our neighbors. Well come to find out that a 90ish year old Oak tree decided to fall directly down the center of my Uncle’s truck, and the front of his work van, completely destroying both vehicles. The tree also came two or three feet from falling on our living room, which could have injured or even killed us. So I guess I’ll take the good with the bad.  Besides, my car was left unscathed. I do feel lucky compared to some people across the tri-state area. My thoughts and prayers go out to all the people that lost their lives and homes to this “super-storm”. But meh… nothing a little Jersey fist pumping can’t fix i suppose. We will rebuild.