So, the weather gods have officially lost their cool. A yellow warning for strong winds has been slapped on the calendar until February 5th. You know the drill: you step outside, and suddenly your umbrella turns into a flailing jellyfish from the deep.
I saw my neighbor’s recycling bin booking it down the street like it was late for a meeting. It wasn’t just rolling—it was committed, doing a solid 15 miles per hour past a startled cat. That cat had a look that said, “I did not sign up for this rodeo.”
