We live in an area where the wind pretty much never stops blowing. It comes in from just about every direction (sometimes it feels like it's coming at you from several directions at once) and eventually, it finds a way to rip something off the house.
It had to be the piece at the top where our Little Giant Ladder wouldn't reach (the Little Giant is about 3 feet short of being giant enough for our house).
Never a dull moment around here.
Then 2 of the grandkids showed up to visit (a.k.a ... laundry day).
Savannah, a blond haired, blue eyed bundle of innocence in a tutu.
Until Aunt Michelle brings out the big guns.Literally. Lock n' load kid.
Almost scary how much this amused her.
Then there's Arabella.
She slept through the war games. Amazing.
Seriously crappy out.
On the bright side, January is just about over then only 2 (maybe 4) more months of this till spring.