(Posted at Reasonably Educated Bumpkins as well)
It got a little windy here last week.
Not exactly, "Dorothy, don't let go of Toto" windy, but rather windy.
The kind of windy for which the local weather guys often use the word breezy.
This chunk of barn roof nearly took out my dad's zebra finch house. The roof was a
bit damaged, but no birds were harmed. Of course, two did get out, and
then they remembered that they have no idea how to deal with out, and tried to get back in. The last I heard one of the two was living in a mobile, parked just outside the bird house door. He's now zebra trash.
Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas at all.









Holy Crap.
MP has some of that zebra trash at her school. Even sadder than a mobile, they're in an aquarium. I got no word for that.
Posted by: mommypie | April 28, 2009 at 09:43 PM
Erm. Short of a Nor'Easter, or, you know, a hurricane, I feel safe in saying it's not likely we'll experience breeziness such as that on the Bay in July. At least I hope not; strong wind freaks me out, man.
Posted by: Meg | April 28, 2009 at 07:56 PM
I think your Mighty Wind blew it's way east and assaulted our homestead this past weekend. Nothing major. No finches were harmed.
Posted by: MomZombie | April 28, 2009 at 04:25 PM
Its how you throw out information like 'my dad's zebra finch house' with out even realizing the comedy in just that sentence alone. You are aware that to most of us...that you practically live on a ZOO right? And this time I am not talking about your children.
Cats, Cows, frickin trashy zebra finch....what is next? You guys wouldn't be in the market for any SWINE would you? Cuz I know where you can get one CHEAP.
Posted by: The Glamorous Life Association | April 28, 2009 at 10:22 AM
The wind has been really weird lately, hasn't it?
As for your title, thanks for making me sing "a mighty wind is blowin' cross the land and cross the sea, a mighty wind is blowin'...blowin' you and me"
Posted by: Da Goddess | April 27, 2009 at 12:15 PM
I wish I knew your dad raised zebra finches. I had two, that turned to four, that turned to six....I could have "sent them way" to a more respectable place.
Posted by: Suz broughton | April 26, 2009 at 09:52 PM
I find wind SO irritating. Even when it doesn't rip my roof off.
Posted by: Jason | April 24, 2009 at 04:36 PM
Whoa! I knew it was windy here last week, but didn't realize how windy. We must be leading a sheltered life here on our little corner of the Planet Orland...
It looks like it picked it up (the roof) and folded it over the other side, right?
Posted by: Steven | April 24, 2009 at 08:31 AM
Okay, I'll admit that I thought a zebra finch was a plant.
Posted by: Caution Flag | April 24, 2009 at 07:34 AM
Yikes. I was sitting here the other night, online (as per), and I heard a terrific crash -- the wind blew over our gas grill. It sounded like the furnace blew up.
Posted by: Ellie | April 24, 2009 at 06:12 AM
Yikes!
Posted by: BOSSY | April 24, 2009 at 05:40 AM
Actually the whole thing looks a lot like this mega-modern summer home in a western PA resort, built across the street from my mom & dad's A-Frame, by a family of Italian Bakers. They had a neat Bocce Court there that we used to play on.
We have a lot of windiness here most mornings, but it's not the sort with which the weatherman concerns himself.
Except sometimes on those blooper shows.
Posted by: Bob Cleveland | April 24, 2009 at 05:16 AM
I'm not so sure it isn't the wind, as opposed to the golf, that's trying to kill you--and the zebra finches.
Next time, just click your heels three times and say there's no place like home. That's supposed to make things better.
What the hay is a zebra finch? Sounds like an exotic disease to me.
Posted by: Chesapeake Bay Woman | April 24, 2009 at 05:00 AM