Rain has stopped by morning but the wild winds haven’t. Listed as near gale force. Translates as Beaufort 7, 50 to 61 km/h. Or 28 to 33 knots for the nautically inclined. A chart puts it into everyday terms - whole trees in motion, some difficulty experienced walking into the wind. Moving up the chart the next stage would be gale force, typified by twigs and small branches breaking from trees and cars veering on the road. Not especially eager to observe first hand.
We had intended to go for a walk to our little supermarket when there was no rain, but the outside world not particularly enticing regardless of the lack of rain. And the uphill bit would be against the wind. Notice that no one else seems to be abroad either, despite its being a holiday.
J has a New Year’s resolution. He doesn’t intend to shovel snow. Ever. Sounds fair.
