Everyone Knows It's Windy

Listening to a constant symphony of creaks, rattles, moans and groans is just part of living in a 130 year old cottage that was clearly never intended to last this long. But the windstorms of the past couple days have my house reaching crescendos that would make Leonard Bernstein proud. The house is creaking, all sorts of things around the neighborhood are clanging and clacking and making a terrible racket, and underneath it all is the constant basso roar of the wind. It's actually a bit scary, and I won't be sorry when the storms are over.

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