At five-something this morning the wind started howling and the solar panel, which was tilted up, started to rattle. Good morning. I pulled on my pants and shoes, grumbled, and went out into the pre-pre-dawn to deal with it.
Across the way, Scott was cinching down his awning. I gave him a hand.
Then I got back in the Rolling Steel Tent, fired up the laptop, and checked the forecast. Okay, twenty mile an hour wind tapering off during the day and returning to the rather calm air we've been enjoying the past couple of days. But not very warm. Looks like a good day to spend in bed.