Madness, this wind

Avalanche warnings to mountain hikers in the northeast – which presumes we weren’t already struck dead by falling tree limbs in the 50-75MPH gusts of the last 24 hours. Or bled to death by the brutally shredding ice-crusts.

Gilly and I surveyed the damage close by:

Then later, because he was pleading, I bundled us up for a real walk.

We made about a half mile before he started crying, then turned tail and made a beeline back up the mountain toward home, pausing only to make sure I was still behind him and hadn’t been flattened by a falling tree.

The windchill is unspeakable, and the wind itself apparently beyond even Gilly’s brave soul.

Hey, spring?

You’re welcome any time now.


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