Storm? What storm? Lots of puddles, though. |
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The street was flooded, about knee high at the gutter, maybe six inches across the crown. It was bad, but Allison and Florence were worse. Apparently the post-Allison drainage system cleanups helped. Across the street some of the neighbors had fired up the grille and were setting up for breakfast on the balcony. |
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The flooding wasn't bad enough to stop high-clearance vehicles, some of which were out and about... |
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Even smaller trucks kicked up bow waves... which flooded up into the parking lots, swamping some of the smaller vehicles at the lower end. |
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One of my neighbors made it home from work in his little Corolla, but it took him a couple of weeks to get the car right again. |
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And there are always the joyriders who just have to throw water. |
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Some of the neighbors, including Fermin Rodriguez, set to work immediately clearing branches from the street... |
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Others of us were content to record the work being done.... |
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Somewhere under the whirlpool there's a functioning storm drain... something we didn't see after previous storms of this type. |
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Houston has trees everywhere, and we lost many. This one was planted much too near the building; when the wind knocked the tree over, the roots came up through the floor inside. |
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THIS one, several feet across at the base, dropped neatly into the courtyard of the apartment complex across the street - leaving an enormous crater but doing no damage. |
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And always, there's just one more. |
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This is the little convenience store where I buy my gas. (It looked a whole lot neater yesterday evening....) |
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Time for a little Gazebo Refurbishment, I'm thinking, though I'm not sure they ever actually USED the thing anyway... |
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I suspect these weren't the only folks who felt this way... |
And so, to bed. (Actually, more of "and so to home where I cranked several megs of photos upstream to the newspaper using a laptop on batteries and a dialup account, but it wasn't much fun even to think about that THEN and I'm surely trying to forget it NOW.") Next morning, I went out and collected one of our better writers and we went searching for stories and pictures in the Memorial area - that's roughly the northern part of West Houston, for reference. |