Blow The Man Down

Things change. The unseasonable 100 degree temps we've endured for the last week have moderated, but in exchange we are now suffering wind - lots of wind. Where we once were sweating like pigs, we now are back in fleece and raking unlucky leaves from the yard. The blow is expected to continue, and increase, through tomorrow. The kids, who were kept inside through the heat of the day, must now be battened down for fear of ending up in Oz. They're bitter. I'm just windblown. Nature is a bitch.