My front door sand berm

Last week, we had a Wroth of God storm that pooled in front of my door, making me extremely nervous about the upcoming hurricane, where we may get four or six or eight or however many inches of rain in a short period of time. So I started talking about sandbags, and Sarah suggested I get play sand, because she will then buy it from me after the storm for use in her children’s sandbox.

So I did.

Meryl's sand berm

And now, I’m ready for the hurricane.

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