Something Windy This Way Comes

I woke up to the sound of our trashcans blowing down the street--and those of several of our neighbors!  We are having quite a blustery day; it's cold to boot.  Our Scottish flag was flying upwards and the swings were rocking on their own.  And there's a light rain piercing everything.  Not pleasant at all.  Even Gommie was impressed with the wind--and she's used to storms in Texas.