Today the dale reminded us exactly who’s in charge. Gusts roaring up to 70–90mph, sheets of icy rain stinging cheeks, and the trees doing their best impression of a full‑body workout.
But even on a day like this, there’s a strange kind of beauty in it — the sort that makes you stop, breathe, and feel the raw power of Mother Nature. The animals tucked themselves into wall sides, the barns door rattling, and the paths have turned to rivers!