And his name is Bill.
We get our first peak at a hurricane as what is left of the one time category four hurricane Bill comes a knocking tomorrow. All day today the wind has picked up, blowing papers around each in room and knocking magnets off of the refrigerator. I am tuned into the Weatherbug site like it is my job to check the gusts. The flagpole at the top of the Tower was whipping back and forth like it was in the hand of a jockey in second place. Even after I took that flag down there was still a bend in it. In these lead winds it is a giant bendy straw. I cannot wait until tomorrow though I hope it has cleared out by Sunday as we are hosting Lighthouse artist Donna Elias during our fourth Open House. I also hope that the crowds will not be reckless in taunting the waves. Lets everyone use their heads out there.