The rain began in earnest and is still with us this morning, sporadically. Chica doesn't like to get her feet wet; to get her outside I have to carry her a distance, put her down and when she's done her business she races back inside. Such a princess.
At sunrise the whole world turned golden. The sun peeped under the lid of heavy clouds just long enough to gild the air, then everything turned blue, violet and gray as the rains started in again. But there's very little wind, for now. The Capt says that will change.
Georgette, still officially a tropical depression, is 79 miles south-southeast of us at present. Even though her wind speed is down from yesterday at 35mph, we'll get 50mph because she spins counter-clockwise with a NNW movement of 14mph. I don't pretend to understand all this, but if you look at the right-hand edge of her path where it meets land, you see it touches the northwest edge of a little bay next to Guaymas. That spot is where we are.
And wouldn't you know it: we have a full moon again! Interesting how many significant things seem to happen at the full moon.
Our neighbor came over this morning with Akira, Chica's playmate, and urged us to be prepared for major weather. Schools are closed in Guaymas and San Carlos, and the school where she teaches will likely be flooded. If the roads are passable later, she and her husband plan to go help with the cleanup.
Compared with storms we've seen in past years, and especially compared with the major hurricanes this year that have inundated areas such as Vera Cruz, this is not bad. In case of a power outage, we have a generator on the boat that the Capt plans to retrieve. I've got candles, drinking water and a butane stove, and I bought groceries yesterday. I even bought a new umbrella recently. We're lucky to have some advance notice,
I always like to be prepared for company.
