First of all, I can’t believe it’s been almost a month since our last post! Sorry for the inactivity on here, we’ve definitely still been active around the house.
Secondly, we’ve survived Hurricane Sandy. And now we’ve woken up this morning to a sort of winter wonderland. Have these two weather events really signaled the end of our favorite season? Check out a few photos from the past month.
Those two were taken in Rockland County, NY and along the Palisades Parkway in NJ, respectively.
Yes, that’s what we came home to after the storm. Yes, that is Megan’s car. Not a drop of water anywhere in the house, and not another tree down in the entire yard.
It was a big pine, and a tree I never thought would snap like a twig.
And then the clean up began. Not a bad pile, it definitely wasn’t as easy as Irene.
Here we are just over a week after Hurricane Sandy hit, and I come home to this, a nice mix of rain and heavy, wet snow. It did, however, make for a pretty good looking, yet difficult, commute this morning. Here’s two shots from our respective commutes.
This photo was taken last night at Ideal Beach in Middletown, NJ. Obviously yesterday was September 11th, 2012 and the 11th anniversary of the September 11th attacks in New York City. Although never directly affected, being residents of the state of New Jersey, the attacks and their memory will always be a part of our lives. What you’re seeing in the photo is the “Tribute in Light” from the site of Ground Zero.
Let me give you some direct context to go with this photo. Megan and I were driving around on our way back from Target when we noticed the light in the distance to the north. All we could see was a beam extending above the tree line. We knew that just across Route 36 we could easily get to the bay shore for a clear view of New York and the memorial. I guess that makes sense, but what we didn’t realize was just how good the view would be and how clear of a night it was. One of the people you see in the photo above was overheard as saying “every year I come down here to take a look and it has never been this clear.”
While driving up we figured we would just hop out of the car, take a look and go home. After all, it was a week night and the beach was probably (technically) closed. It turns out there were a bunch of other people there doing the same thing. Taking pictures, talking and there was even one guy who lit and placed a candle by the water. Sometimes being young, I forget that there is a sense of togetherness that exists in these situations. I’m not even talking about on a larger level, or the idea that “we were all there.” I’m just talking about the feeling you get when you realize that you are a part of a shared experience on a very small, local level. Here we are going to the beach to see what we can see, and there are a handful of other people who had the same idea. And they probably acted on it the same way we did. No one made a scene or a big deal. Everyone had an understanding that we were all there for the same reason. And that’s a good feeling.