Weebles Wobble

George and I are waving to and fro, but we're not falling down! We're snugged down in Nereid today. The barometer is at 998 (very low pressure). That creates a vacuum for high pressure winds to drop into the void. The interesting thing on the barometer screen is how rapidly the drop to 999 occurred. I'll upload a photo: if you follow the dotted lines reading left to right you'll see the drop at the far right of the screen.

Our neighbor's flag is not doing well, but it's hanging in there. They've dropped from 5 stripes to 3 in the last 24 hours. They'd be taking their lives into their hands to try changing it now!
In contrast, our little flag is waving off the stern of Nereid, where it's more protected. I think it's a good omen that in the photo of our flag you can see the name of the boat behind us: Tenacious.
Ironically, the small craft warnings flag in the harbor has shredded as well. Maybe it's time to upgrade that to a gale force flag. (Yesterday I panicked when I overheard someone say they had hoisted a hurricane flag. Fortunately, it was only hoisted briefly - if at all.) There was tornado activity, which did some damage on the mainland. There were a couple of trees knocked down on the building where I pick up our mail, and a cashier was complaining about people hording milk. (Mea culpa.) Apparently, she doesn't understand how addicted we sun babies get to milk and honey!

So that's the news. It really is interesting to talk about the weather when you live so close to it.