Well, the roof stayed on last night.  As I listened to the wind howl, I wondered what I would find in the morning.  The driveway was so icy and the wind was gusting so hard that it pushed me along the path to the garage.  Note to self; wear the cleats.

When I was waiting at the traffic lights just before noon, my vehicle was rocking like a carnival ride.  Debris was flying across the road.  I've never seen it gusting as hard as it was today.

I got home to find the garbage cans blown off the deck.  Broken willow branches littered the deck and the yard.  The berry picks that I had stuck into a wreath were laying in the snowbank.  The wind had polished up the driveway even more than it was in the morning.

I got out of the vehicle and just about ended up on my rear.  The deer must have been hiding from the wind.  They didn't come during the day. 

I managed to lay down some grit so that I could make it up the path to the deck.  As the sun set, the moon came out and lit the backyard.  The snow had an icy sheen so the moonlight bounced off of it, creating some glistening patches.

The wind had died down and the temperature would have been perfect for a moonlight outing except for the treacherous ice situation.  I've been watching the temperature for tomorrow as a snowshoe outing is planned.  So far, the day looks like it should be great.  I'm hoping that the temperature will stay above freezing so that the trails are not like skating rinks.