Our cabbage palm was throwing shapes this morning; if you didn't know better or hadn't seen the forecast you might have thought you were somewhere tropical.

Later, that tree was lashing around in another gale as I listened to the hail hammering on the windows and got in with finishing a quilt top (extra) which is now ready for quilting. We had hoped to beat the weather and get some potatoes in, but conceded defeat.

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