The wind is trying to blow California off the map.
Someone has turned on a giant vacuum cleaner somewhere, and has decided to clean up the place. Dust and leaves and broken branches are piling up outside.
Cricket feels that the outdoors is unsafe at the moment. Fiona, who normally wants to be outside every possible moment, cowers in the open doorway re-thinking her proclivities for the outdoor life. Sunny? Well, Sunny isn't that easily perturbed. She comes and goes at will.
Some of the new growth on the peach tree has been bent over and may not recover. I haven't noticed any peaches falling from it though so that is good.
The back yard is not a friendly place right now with all the tumult going on incessantly.
Like Charlie Brown, I only have one thing to say about this....
Rats.
( I think I like this Charlie Brown character.
A man of few words.
Unlike someone else I know.....)