It’s about 8:40 PM on Sunday night and it sounds like a train is coming down our street. It looks like the eye of Irma is headed straight for me. The trees are bending over sideways and the power is flickering on and off. In fact, it’s gone off twice just trying to make this post. If everything goes dark here, it may be a few days before you hear back from me for obvious reasons. Carry on as usual in my absence until things get back to normal. 