HATE THAT STORMY WEATHER

The male duck looks undisturbed by the wind blowing hard, and the female's feathers , although she was seeking shelter, are so ruffled.
Loved this scene at the shore of the river Weser. 
In the morning I could finish my job in the garden, what a relief.
The weather was good, but when we walked down into town the afternoon, it changed merciless. Happily enough we came home before
it turned worse.
It is dark now and we hear the sound of the storm, the wind blowing hard from the West.