December has arrived. The wind was wild overnight. I could hear things banging around in the neighbourhood. No major tree limbs down in the yard. I just picked up the few small twigs, which took about 10 minutes. Often this takes 30 to 60 minutes and provides a good workout. Today, not so much. That is good <smile>. The large compost bin was blown over and moved about a meter from its usual place beside one of the yews. I picked up the contents that had spilled out and got it resettled at its usual home base. I suspect some of the banging I heard was this bin moving around in the night. No loss of power occurred here. Some areas of the county, west and further east experienced outages. PEI has power outages and the fixed link was closed when winds in the Northumberland Strait topped out at over 120 km/h (75 mph) earlly this morning. The power company says power will be restored to most customers by tonight. The ground is saturated with many ponds appearing where depressions in the land exist. Things outside my window in early afternoon were partly sunny with next to no wind or rain.
With the arrival of December, I revert to the original social media posts that were the forebeare of this blog. I try to fit a holiday song with the thoughts of the day, but sometimes there will be a memory or reason behind the choice for the day. Today the song title resonates both with the storm last night and the new month. It isn't a holiday tune. The rest of the lyrics are definitely not about the main ponderings of today <grin>. Stay safe. Enjoy!
December 1963 (Oh What a Night) -- Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons
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