On Saturday it was the sound of rain. Rain pelting the skylight, rain hitting the roof.
On Sunday it was the wind. Wind sweeping between the downspout and house creating a vibrating sound that I surely thought some strange creature clinging to my home. Wind wiping around the corners of my house moaning with ecstasy as it flew past my windows. Wind knocking down 100 foot oak trees in the woods behind my home.
Wind rushing through the trees creating a noise to rival that of any large mechanical engine.
On Monday it was the generators.
In the distance I heard a constant hum. I thought of the Langoliers somewhere off in the distance. It was not until Monday afternoon when the hum became mixed with a deafening grinding and whirling of cogs and belts which vibrated my back deck that I realized the distant humming was that of generators creating power where there was none.
No electric except to run the frig, no water, (well pump run on electric), it is going to be an interesting – hopefully – couple of days!
Metropolitan Edison said not until Friday 😦