"The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas"

These words are very apt as we had fierce winds at night and continuing on this morning although less strong now.  It was hardly possible to sleep and we were non too pleased that the winter shelter over our car had been picked up and tossed into the front yard. The concrete bases that held the poles were moved, some up to 5' away. Needless to say it is ruined.

The trellis on the picket fence was torn off and narrowly missed our son's car.   No power outages though, which is surprising.

Dear Husband and DIL taking apart what is left of the shelter.

It looks as if October is going to go out with a blast. Have a good and peaceful day,  Granny M.