It blew so much and was so loud that the kids started calling it Thunder. And then at 9:30 this morning, it suddenly stopped as if realizing it had outstayed its welcome and left in a huff. (Pun intended.)
I often wonder if Wind is natures way of cleaning up. As much as I dislike that much wind, I like how clean everything looks. The trees are stripped of the last straggling leaves and the grass is cleansed of all the debris it might have collected from the earlier wimpy winds.
I could use a little wind in my house this season, and I don't mean hurricane Ryan.