Wild Winds and Neighborhood Nonsense

We had some lashing horizontal rain last night and the wind howled for a while, but we missed the nightmare that hit the Midwestern States. Prayers to the folks out there, as they assess the damage and pick up the pieces. Seems terribly late in the year for such storms.

It was a real weird day here even if we missed the worst...cold in the morning, but by late afternoon it was downright hot. We milked cows in shirtsleeves, leaving layers and layers of jackets, vests, and sweatshirts festooned around the milkhouse, shaggy tributes to the cold.

Then around 3-ish, when our boy got up to drive to the big city to help with the rebuilding after Hurricane Sandy, the wind went crazy. It was hard to sleep, thinking about him making that awful drive in all that wind and lashing rain, but he has to work. 

We told Liz to just stay home today. She has been sick with a really nasty cold, and is better off in bed.

No good news on Spotty. She wants to get up, but just doesn't. We move her around, keep her fed, watered and doctored, but things do not look good any more.

Not much of interest happening this time of year. The biggest excitement is crows mobbing the red-tailed hawk or a raven passing over the kitchen when I was doing the dishes. 

As you can see, the zombies truly are coming.....

I leave you with this story though. If I had to live where I could get sued and make the national news because I planted trees two feet in the wrong spot....if I had to give other people that much control over my life...I don't know what I would do, but it would certainly include moving and soon. People have some seriously messed up priorities these days. I dedicate the zombie grapes above to homeowners' associations everywhere.