I made it home from knit night last night at Black Sheep Yarns just before the storm hit. The weather man had been foretelling throughout the day that this storm was coming, but like most people I can be a little sceptical of his actual foreknowledge. He was very correct yesterday, right down to the approximate time the storm would hit - near midnight.
I had just settled into my recliner, after starting a load of laundry and starting the dishwasher, to work a little more of the hat I had begun at knit night. [It's the Bramble Beret from Vintage Modern Knits] I was having a bit of trouble getting the gauge right for the band so that the hat would fit correctly, but after changing needle sizes and knitting a few rounds I was able to try it on. It fit great. The pattern calls for the band to be knit on sz 5 (3.75mm ) needles, but after looking at the band, I could tell it would be just too small so I went up to sz 6 (4 mm) and bingo.
Suddenly, the doors on our fireplace began to rattle and I heard a suspicious tapping on our front window. Sophie's ears were perked up and she was starting to growl. As I sat, nice and warm and cozy with some ohh so soft yarn in my lap, I could hear the wind and the rain begin to pick up. It absolutely howled down the chimney and under the eaves, sounding nearly like a freight train. (If you've never been in Vancouver for one of our windstorms they are certainly an event.) The wind and rain continued through the night making sleep a much desired commodity. Hubby went to sleep downstairs on the couch, and Sophie soon followed him. At one point, I had to make a dash into the front yard to rescue two small climbing roses from an arbor that the wind decided was ill placed.
This morning I awoke to quiet. The rain and wind had all but stopped and it looked like the clouds were beginning to lift. Taking a look around the yard, tarps are blown off objects they were meant to protect, the canopy of my swing was lifted and set back askew, the garbage can was blown open and moved, and there is tree litter everywhere. The forecast I'm hearing for today is for a bit more rain, but the sun is slated for a cameo appearance later tomorrow afternoon. Maybe then I'll get out and clean up some of the wind's destruction.