Haha! I love this weather. I was out on my balcony before sun-up doing some
watering (the rain doesn't reach most of my pots) and filling bird feeders,
finished up a few daily domestic drudge chores and started on my Christmas
sewing. I've had to stop a lot to watch out the window as the rain pelts,
leaves blow by, trees dance. Jumped when a branch from a big fir tree (aka
widow makers) came down and crashed across a cedar fence. The birds don't
seem daunted by all this today. The feeders are busy and it's fun to watch
them bucking the head winds for a perch. The hummers seem to be the only
ones not making an effort in the high winds, except to zero in on target of
the swinging Humzinger. The balcony floor has a lovely sprinkling of petals
from my sweet autumn clematis and scented geraniums.

Time to toss another log on the fire,
Val

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60 mile an hour winds! I was just out in the rain getting BLASTED, most
invigorating. Now watching more comfortably from window as our trees bend
& twist about. A piece of deck roof stripping just blew off. An unlockable
gate got damaged from blowing open & shut, I just moved some rocks in
front of it so it won't keep smashing into itself. Have a friend up for
the week from his manse among the giant redwoods, checking out houses
here, as he can sell his for a million & get just as good here for a
quarter-million. Planning to move the whole family up here, claims he'll
be hiring me as landscaper (since I don't have the room to collect beech
trees, he said I should collect beeches for him -- well, that's acceptable
to me!), so even more reason to hope seeing the Northwest at its nastiest
doesn't change his mind.

-paghat the ratgirl

--
"Of what are you afraid, my child?" inquired the kindly teacher.
"Oh, sir! The flowers, they are wild," replied the timid creature.
-from Peter Newell's "Wild Flowers"
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