Pics of Hurricane Ike in Houston

We were residents of NW Houston (Stonegate to be exact) for 4 months in 2007.  That’s the summer it rained every day.  We finally had a neighborhood with a pool but every time we tried to go (we had to drive) it would thunder which meant the pool had to close.  So I think we went maybe 4 or 5 times all summer. 

I’ve tried calling friends to find out if they’re ok now that Hurricane Ike has passed.  Guess the power for the cell phones might be out as well because no one answers; no one calls back.  I’m sure they’re fine.  They’re all smart people.

I found these pictures online that pretty well tell the tale of Houston vs Ike.  You’ll notice mostly the tree damage.  One thing I really liked about Houston was the trees.  I would rename it “Tree City” because they really took the time to care for the nature surrounding each neighborhood, in all the open space and both residential/commercial landscaping.  I think it was against the law to neglect edging your yard or not pruning a plant in your yard as soon as a flower wilted off a branch.  Houstonians are that serious about nature scaping and beautification.  We couldn’t cut our yard much because of the rain.  Drainage was bad and the back yard stayed puddled most of the time.  But, the neighborhood landscapers were cutting open space every Monday, same time each week.  You could count on it.  Anyway, because of all the trees and other vegetation, its no wonder Houston suffered so much damage from downed trees.  Sadly, I viewed these pictures, recognizing most areas and realizing that those shaded yards will have hot Texas sunlight until another tree can grow up in its place…what 50 or 100 years from now? 

The streets flooded easily in Houston.  I don’t know why.  Every time it rained (which, like I said was every day that summer) our street would flood to overtop the curb.  Now, living in rural Mississippi and South Carolina, we didn’t have curbs; we had ditches so the streets didn’t flood.  The first time I was in a “flood” I was coming home from the grocery store and hit a gully-washer of a storm.  It was still light out.  I was really afraid to drive home but I knew the curbs were not even half way up my tire and if the street flooded the rain would spread out over the curbs on the lawns.  Well, I was half right but continued on in my Windstar behind a small car and made it home.  That was the last time I’ll ever do that.  Jim Cantore’s “don’t drive through flooded streets” message was going through my head the whole time, but I “knew” those streets and felt I was safe.  I’m here to tell about it!

Clean up in Houston will take almost forever with all those trees.

Here’s the web link to the Houston Chronicle’s pictures submitted by folks from all over that town.  Enjoy.