Hurricane (except not-so-much) Sandy hit land last night and, other than a few anxious flights of fancy, we were absolutely fine. So, really, the overwhelming feeling is relief. Bits of the neighbourhood were hit hard - trees ripping out the pavement, smashed into a house; four-by-fours with smashed windscreens under a large trunk - but, fortunately, we are on high ground and power remains. But friends remain without electricity or water; one friend's colleague is bereaved, with his nephew's house hit by a tree while the family slept. I can't imagine how dreadfully unlucky that is, how painful. Another friend of mine lost her brother - not through a storm-induced injury, but I imagine arranging the funeral and other details must be a nightmare in the post-Sandy city. So, really, relief seems appropriate. Hunkering down to spend time with family at this point is really not in any way a hardship.