August 30, 2011
After the storm
The storm seemed to be over by late afternoon on Sunday, but power still hadn’t returned. We’d had rehearsal as planned the day of Hurricane Irene despite the lack of a music source or coffee. That evening, the company members were creatively assembling an elegant dinner for eight out of cold leftovers, in a dark farmhouse kitchen by candlelight, and I was out on the back porch snapping pictures of the sky after the hurricane.
A couple of us were chatting when I spotted the rainbow through the trees and we all dashed for our shoes and cameras to run out to the neighboring field for a better view.
The morning after the storm….