Well, Blow Me Down

 

You don't see that very often when you check the weather. Erin seemed too close for comfort. The wind had me up at 4 am because....trees.

I was sitting in the sewing room with the window open listening for any limbs coming down when this big truck pulled up. Remember that house across the street that had a tree go through it in February? Six whole months ago? They are just NOW starting to repair it. That's just crazy.

I was in the sewing room because I was trying to wind up some manly sock yarn. It didn't go well. In order to get matching balls of an old Static colorway, I had to wind it all over the dining room to find where the color pattern repeats. After all that I never did get them cast on but at least now I know where to start.

We had some errands to run and a pup to walk so off to the beach we went to see how it was making out in this wind. It was wild. It was a "hold on to your hat" kind of day. Those strong winds from the north were actually chilly. My kind of weather.

The only thing on the beach were the seagulls. They had more sense than to try and fly in this weather. The town beach crew were looking pretty bored. Between all the rain and now the hurricane's glancing blow, they didn't have much to do.