Tables Turned
How quickly the tables can be turned. Yesterday I took a walk with a quilted vest on and it was 42 degrees. Hmm.
Today in the forenoon, we had sprits of rain. Now at 2:30, there isn’t a window in the home that can be looked out of. The horrific winds are blowing the incoming snow in every direction, plastering the windows. It feels like -4 outside. What a change. What a beginning of winter that was marked on the calendar this week. When the wind gusts reach 30 mph from the northwest, it does cause me concern with a huge evergreen on the northwest corner of our home. In years past, several such trees in our neighborhood have had the tops relocated.
We knew winter weather would make its appearance, just not in one huge felt swoop. Dennis is in the patio porch doing due diligence, watching and waiting. Harriet went outside this morning and now the waiting begins for Dennis. I hope she has found shelter and waits the storm out. Those darn porch kitties can be heart breakers.
Dennis had a few errands to run earlier this morning and it feels good that we are both safe and sound at home. Putting it in God’s hands that all my family can also arrive safe and sound to their homes before nightfall.