Jogging in the rain this morning was like combining two of my favourite things running and swimming. Now they say there is another storm on the way this weekend. This time I’m prepared with film in my camera for some more windy pics. I’ve tied the fence in my garden to thick poles in the ground and fixed up the henyard so it won’t blow down, again. At the builders warehouse I always have the same feeling. First like a little lost amateur in the world of professionals and then when I’ve worked the curage up to ask for help, like a little girl in a sweet shop, pointing at pieces of wood -I’ll have that one! and one of those, and four of those… It is never an easy task getting all that wood home on a bicycle wagon but there you go. Now the henyard is going to stand a few more storms. Chickens were very curious and I had to watch out where to put my feet, they love when stuff’s happening.