Last night there was a strange halo around the moon – one at first, then later in the evening there were three, one of them elliptical, which was unlike anything I’d seen before. It’s always hard to tell if we feel foreboding because our bodies do sense something, or if our minds are making it all up. It felt like a strange, ominous night. We have Hurricane Sandy approaching here, and the valley could hardly be in a worse position for a major storm. Floods both last year and this year have stripped the rivers of vegetation, prepping the banks for massive erosion. The ground has not yet dried out from the flood in September, and we’ve had such a wet, damp October that already the river is running high and there are puddles everywhere. The roads here have all been fixed twice already in the past two years. Another storm could really be a financial disaster for the town.