Nothing fell on the roof last night, so far as I can tell, and the wind has died down, and the sun has come out. I won't say the weather is un-awful yet because it's still below freezing and there's probably enough ice out there to surface a million hockey arenas, but it's theoretically supposed to be going up to +6 today. Hm.
I was seriously paranoid about the wind last night, though. The knocks and thumps on the roof were worrying me, and I was wondering if the power was going to go out because of a tree branch felling a line somewhere.
I wonder if my folks made it ok; the last big windstorm they had out that way brought a tree down on some power lines right up the hill from their house, and it was three or four days before the utility bothered to come out and get the line fixed. My parents did have a generator, but the one they had at the time wasn't sufficient to run all the critical systems all the time, so my dad was having to do quite a bit of jiggery-pokery to make sure their furnace, fridge, and freezer were still running, and they were still able to run the water and sump pumps (my parents aren't on town water), and so on. They now have a higher-capacity generator.
Ah, the joys of rural living. Did I ever tell you that when I was growing up, our well used to go dry for various periods of time every summer?