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» Friday, March 16, 2007
Notes from the [Cold] Front
Zowee! The temperature has dropped 10 degrees in four hours. After the rain stopped the wind simply picked up for several hours and whistled around the house. It's much cooler than they said it was going to be, too, already 50°F when they had predicted no lower than 54. The sky is still leaden, but not low and glowering like when it was pouring this morning.

It's a good thing I am working at home today because when the wind went on it's "rampage" suddenly there was a loud, hollow thump from outside. It had knocked our empty trash container off the curb and flat on its side into the middle of the street. For some reason, the container always seems to end up wobbled precariously half on and half off the curbing. Normally I would have put it back in place after I got home or when I took Miss Wil out for our walk, but I was able to run outside to rescue it immediately rather than have it be in the way or risk it being struck by someone.

The wind still gusts up a bit. I still have the rear windows open for now and I can hear the windchimes in the back yard singing. Every so often I hear a jangle-rattle-bang-clump! as the wind catches the banner out front on the porch.

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