Saturday, 24 September... Rita passes

As the afternoon progressed, winds shifted and rain increased.

I unboarded the backdoor, early afternoon. Until then, I let Miss C explore the front yard by leash. By early afternoon, winds, although still strong, had subsided enough that limbs were no longer falling.

The backyard was a mess. There were many limbs down, mostly from oak trees in surrounding yards. There were enough twigs down, between the surrounding oaks and my pecan tree, that you could barely see the ground.

Miss C, after having me open the door to let her sniff the plywood protecting us... was highly pleased to be able to access the backyard through her terrace door.