Can't believe it's been 20 years since 9/11. Still as indelibly sharp and poignant a memory as it is possible to have, much as one would like to forget it.
Almost time for flannel, cider and brown liquor. Wood's been patiently seasoning for many a roaring fire in the months to come. Before we know it, first flakes will be upon us.
Don't have a gauge sadly, so couldn't tell you. Lightening up a bit now, but I've never seen water come down like that before. Totally overwhelmed my gutters, yard looks like a lake.