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Two days of Hurricane Hermine: it whips the bay into a frenzy and then sends it higher and higher, crashing over the sea wall, submerging palms and covering the beach, puddles everywhere, large piles of sea weed. Impressive, even awesome, beautiful in its own way: but also destructive, of course, many, many palm leaves torn loose, mangroves awash in waves where I have never seen waves before, and it rains and rains and the wind tears around pushing, bending, throwing things around. Keeps us indoors away from fallen power lines and trees, flooded streets and closed bridges. Still, we've been fortunate compared to many others. I just sit and watch the sheets of rain blowing fast and sideways in front of my window. Nature's own theater . . .