After watching the trees bend and strain against the wind last night, we felt lucky to have escaped any significant damage to the garden. We lost a handful of bamboo stalks and a few small branches, but really nothing to speak of, especially compared to elsewhere.
The wind gods were merciful to our trees, at least. They did not take so kindly to some construction fencing at the house next door, however.
We decided to go for a walk; most of the neighborhood seems to be relatively unscathed, no doubt a result of being safely above the storm surge. There was more damage around Jumel Terrace, where there are many old trees. The northeast corner of the park.
Thankfully the 200 year old English Elm on Saint Nicholas and 163rd Street -- one of the oldest and biggest trees in the city -- seems no worse for the wear.
We walked west, and discovered that other trees on Riverside Drive were not so lucky.
Several barges were anchored in the Hudson, where they had presumably waited out the storm.
The sky continued to be dramatic.
The George Washington Bridge remained aloof and impervious to all weather.
We lesser beings felt very fortunate and sent good thoughts to those still dealing with the aftermath of the storm.