The stars are brilliant. The sky a sea of twinkling lights. Clear and bright. In sharp contrast to the deafening wind. It howls and roars. It is relentless in it's mission. The house shakes with the gusts. At times the sound as if a freight train. I lie in bed wondering if we should head to the basement. Sounds, foreign to us, explode in the night. Just before 3 the power goes out. I walk through the darkness tracking down the breeze. I place a chair under the knob to the cellar door. I examine everything else as the wind continues its war on the outside. Hesitantly, I wake my ... View Post