Weather reports say the Richmond/San Rafael Bridge is closed due to overturned big rigs. Too much high wind. Creeks are already running at flood stage.
I filled my gas tank at Costco over lunch--almost no line, because it was pelting down. I might not have gassed up in the driving rain, but I was just about running on fumes, so I can deal with a bit of rain, especially since my rain cape is so great. Went home and found Andrew cleaning the bathroom. Happy sigh. I think I'll keep him. I made some hearty vegetable soup for lunch, which was exactly what was needed for a day like today.
When I pulled into the driveway, I had noticed a big branch had fallen off the magnolia tree onto the Tuttle's front lawn, so I pulled forward, remembering limbs that have fallen on the driveway in the past. Magnolia wood is brittle. Good instinct. The tree is still shedding. A huge limb was down in the street by the time I left to go back to work. Good thing no one was parked at the curb, or they would have had it smashing into their car.
There is a lot going on everywhere. I was noticing that the Sacramento Airport lost power, and a flight even aborted a landing. And I'm supposed to go to Sacramento on Sunday? I think this is going to be rather reactive, depending on what conditions are doing by then. For all I know, there might not be an English Civil War club meeting, because the place will be under water...