That’s the current wind speed as recorded at the local general aviation airport. It’s coming out of the south and howling like I’ve never heard it before. The power and phone lines to our house run through our neighbor’s maple tree. It’s flickering now and then, and I keep watching the branches shaking the lines like a paint mixer.
I keep waiting for a tree to come down or a door to be ripped from it’s hinges. We’ve got a wind warning through until 9am tomorrow. It’s going to be a fun night, *eek*.