Well, the brook kissed the shores last night, but never crossed the road and is now happily back within its banks. I just walked down to my neighbor's to retrieve my car, where I'd left it in case I had no culvert under my driveway this morning, and heard a robin singing as though it was spring. Either the hurricane confused it, or it was just happy. I can relate -- the very air is wonderful to breathe this morning, and Vermont air is always wonderful. It's all sparkly, fresh, and clear.
I'm grateful that my family and property are safe, but I'm deeply sorry for those who weren't so fortunate.