The chipmunks were the first to return to the front yard, and then the birds and the squirrels followed. It’s a busy little world out there now, everyone running around, filling up with the ba-jillion acorns suddenly on the ground. It’s not remotely sunny, and rain and drizzle comes and goes, but what a lovely sight.
The power is on, the trees are still standing, and the basement stayed dry. We caught up on some reading, some TV, and some movies. I’m happy we spent the $$ to get the trees trimmed in the spring, because this was some kind of wind. And some kind of rain. I don’t think I’ve ever been in such a noisy storm for such an extended period of time.
There is a stubborn roof leak now affecting the living room ceiling. Third time’s the charm in getting the repair done right, right!? Well—as they say, it could be much worse. All in all, feeling lucky.
