Stormy Day

With apologies to Edward Bulwer-Lytton and, more well known, Charles Schultz and Peanuts . . . it was a dark and stormy day. We had over 2 1/4 inches (5.7 cm) of rain and wind gusts up to 38 mph (61 kmph), so we spent most of the day inside.

So let’s tally this – two siberian huskies recuperating from TPLO surgery and four siberian huskies bored from the stormy weather. To say that Hu-dad had a most unproductive day would be an exaggeration.

At least he had time to take a few photographs.

too much for a Typhoon

When it is too stormy for a Typhoon, you know it is stormy.

Sibe Quentin

Remember all of our colors from our Saturday photograph?

stripped trees

Look at the difference just 3 days later. The rain and wind stripped many of the leaves from the trees.

tree of life

Even the giant Tree of Life was being blown around by the winds.

rain chains

Our rain chains were certainly busy with all of the rain.

not a day for man nor beast

Certainly not a day for man nor . . . Herd.

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