Whoosh!Woman in the Middle | October 19, 2016
The Santa Ana wind came whooshing in in the middle of the night last night. As usual, it is blowing gale force winds and it is trash day, so trash and trash cans are going every which way!
I gave a history talk in the big city next door this morning, with my partner in (history) crime, Steve. As also was usual, the minute I crossed the river between the cities, the wind went from a gale to a light breeze, or maybe a medium breeze at times. I was able to live wind free for a few hours, until I got back on my side of the river again and, whoosh!
When I got home, I opened my car door, jumped out, struggled to push the door closed, and then put my head down and pushed through the wind to the front door of the house. I realized how nice it had been to get a little break from the wind. But I am back in Windy City now and I can hear the wind a blowing.
I have a nail by the front door and I usually hang something appropriate to the season on it. Right now it is a Halloween plaque. But the Santa Ana wind bangs anything hanging there around so Hubby kindly took my plaque down this morning and set it inside, safe from the wind. If the plaque is up you can hear it banging away on the side of the house. But I was still hearing the occasion banging sounds and I couldn’t figure out what they were, other than they sounded like wood was involved. I finally got up to investigate. You can never be too careful in the wind! It might have been part of the roof or something. Instead, it was my neighbor, moving some firewood. The “banging” sound I was hearing was him dropping an arm load of firewood into a wheelbarrow. Mystery noise solved, and it wasn’t even a problem!