It is going to be a weird weather day: that was what Don wrote Kaleigh in his morning note. Kaleigh went to ballet class today, and rehearsed the tap and ballet numbers for the recital to be held this spring. It was a balmy 64 when we left ballet class. We did not go to a play held at the local college, because our friend with a car was sick--get well soon, Shannon! In about an hour's time, the temperature dropped 30 degrees, the wind started howling, and ice pellets began raining from the sky. Picture at left. The heavy rain with thunderstorm a bit earlier turned into a sheet of ice on the ground when the temperatures plummeted. The wind was roaring outside. We heard some things bump in the yard and saw our little shed tipped up in the air. The wind lifted it up and the frame bent. As it came down, it got hung up on the things formerly inside it. All our valuables, locked up safe! Ha! Don brought the chainsaw inside, and we are hoping no one steals our bikes, as the shed is continually tipped up into the air. As Don says, good thing that tree is still standing there, or we'd have no shed.
