A good day begins with a roof over your head, as opposed to the unfortunate day when a roof is on top of your head. Our house quivered with every little 65 mph wind gust. I did not sleep well mainly because the wind blowing through the trees was plain noisy. I discovered a couple of trees fallen across our drive this morning. My husband had a delightful early morning date with the chainsaw. Anyway, above is a tranquil scene taken this morning on Frank Mast Road in Valle Crucis. I enjoyed believing this may be the last day Hanging Rock is frosted with snow this season**fingers crossed**. Note: I did tone map this photo. The contrast was too much to deal with on a deadline morning amidst gale force winds.
Below is my Jeep and one fallen poplar on our road.