|SAILBOATS STORED ASHORE AT THE MUNICIPAL MARINA...|
|NORTHEAST WIND SO STRONG IT HAS SHREDDED THIS FLAG|
Wednesday, 9:00 AM. 33 degrees F at the ferry dock, 30 on the back porch. The sky has a low overcast, it is foggy, and has been snowing heavily off and on. The humidity is 95% and the barometer taking a nosedive, now at 29.51". It is a mess out there, but very pretty. I have my last physical rehab session in Ashland this morning and a lot of errands to do as well, so we must trudge on through.
The Nor'easter continued almost unabated yesterday, as the wind turned from a roar into a strange kind of music that could at times be heard, even through closed doors and windows, up on our hill as it whistled, moaned and groaned through the rigging of the sailboats stored at the municipal marina.
We were privileged to be listening to the Bayfield Wind Symphony.