Just before my dad arrives for a nice outdoor grilled dinner a wicked windstorm busts out. It folds trees and pummels everything with dust. I’m relieved to see that the lighter trailers in the park are fine, even though it feels standing on a beach ball in Moby Jane.
Thirty minutes later the weather is gorgeous again.
2 responses to “Weekend Windstorm”
i saw the pic of jezz.. what she think of trailer home?
The pets have been cool with the new home. Our only unsolved problem is how to leave Jez tied up outside so she has shade and won’t get tangled up. She gets a lot of runs along the bikepath to work with me!