Strong, gusting wind from the east makes the whole house creak like a wooden ship. The cat is very suspicious, hunting around the house to see what's making those noises.
It's basically a wooden house, built with these huge, thick oak beams that would cost a fortune these days. The main structure of the house itself would, I believe, survive anything short of a direct hit by a tornado. There was a very near miss in (IIRC) 1968, long before we lived here, which apparently de-shingled the roof and blew the windows and doors out, but that was the extent of it.
I was very entertained by Alexandra. She was *sure* that something was going on, but she couldn't find anything, despite sniffing around the whole place.
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Date: 2021-03-16 12:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-03-16 03:13 am (UTC)I was very entertained by Alexandra. She was *sure* that something was going on, but she couldn't find anything, despite sniffing around the whole place.