And it's well past 1:00 AM, and yes, I really should be in bed. Remember the scene in "The Exorcist", where Linda Blair's bed was shaking violently? Well, I'm not in need of an exorcism, so I don't know why the entire upstairs is quaking like it is. It's like a 3.5 on the Richter scale, with the house is creaking from every corner in this wind. The noise and vibration are keeping me awake. The front door is rattling on its hinges, and even little Schatzie woke up with a start from her deaf slumber and moved to a leeward sofa.
THAT'S how bad the wind is.
Wow. We've felt wind before, but never like this.
From time to time, the sky is filled with the bright blue light of yet another transformer blowing. That we still have power in our rural area is nothing short of a miracle.
The night is still young. Wish us luck.