Sun's out. Rain's gone. Wind has died down. It was amazing last night and this morning! Blew the night guard on our fireplace over, blew the basement door open. Scared the crap out of me throughout the night. Have I mentioned I'm a weenie in the dark?

Now, it's cold, courtesy of Arctic winds. How cool is it to feel it fly past my face and think, "Wow! I wonder if that bit of wind tickled a seal's whisker?" Not bad for a Monday.

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