And the Wind Cried, “Wake Up!”

This is the culprit. The wind bangs the branches of this lovely live oak against the chimney and windows.

For the last two nights, we have had a lusty wind. It dances with the trees and brushes them against the house and chimney, making a god-awful noise. Sometimes it sounds as if it will rip the top of the house right off.

So after not sleeping well—I think too much evening caffeine may have had something to do with it—I made a trip to the home center and bought a new electric chainsaw and the stones I need to finish the front bed expansion.

I like the electrics. They are light weight and you don’t have to worry about starting them. Just keep ’em well oiled, and they pretty much take care of themselves.

One trick I learned from an old hand is to change out the cutter with the next smaller size. Since this one is a 16”, that means I will soon be purchasing a 14” bar and chain. While the saw will do well with the larger bar, it will shine with the smaller one.

Suna is supposed to find out today if we can borrow a ladder tall enough to get me on the roof to deal with the chimney sweeper. If not, I’ll get what I can. Anything will be quieter than what we have now.