A storm to remember



What a day. Last night we reached 25-30 m/s. I was sleeping upstairs in the guestroom, I do this to take care of Oliver in the morning so Linda can sleep longer after she has taken care of him during the night.

Anyway. The wind blew so hard it must have woken me up 5-8 times, sometimes because of Chesters worried scoffing since it sounded as if the house was going to come crashing in.

The drapes where flying violently in the wind – with windows closed shut!…