Three Billy Goats Graff: Storms, Maryland-style

So...

Mr. Graff and I woke up Saturday morning and happened to notice that the power was out. We both thought the bathroom light had just burned out when we got up with Raeford, but no, the power was actually gone.

And our adventures began.

I noticed a few raindrops on the window, but the parking lot was essentially dry.

"Huh, did it rain last night?"

We went on a walk to drop off mail and ask our neighbors if their power was out, too. Yup, their power was out and lots of them were out of doors milling around asking questions. Okay, we thought, maybe it's just our neighborhood.

We get down to the shopping center beside our complex and all of the employees at Pep Boys are out on the curb, looking forlorn. "Weird," I think, "they don't have power either". By this point, we're beginning to suspect that something biggish had happened, but yet confident that our power would be back on by the time we walked home.

Ha.

On our way back home, we spotted a downed tree in the playground behind our building.

I still had not gotten a gift for the baby shower I was going to be attending that morning, so we decided to venture out on the roads. While leaving the parking lot, we found another downed tree that we could not drive around.

Do you see Mr. Graff?

Maybe it was a BIG storm.

On the road, most of the stoplights were dead. Traffic in Maryland is always interesting, but without some semblance of order, i.e. traffic lights, it's nerve wrecking. Fortunately, Saturday morning most people were being overly cautious.

The big clue that this was a BIG storm came traveling down Route 1, six telephone poles were knocked in half. Lots of people didn't have power. The estimates we heard were around a million people powerless.