Windy!

We took the dogs up Rivey Hill and storm Bertie was blowing a hoolie. It was strong enough to blow you off your feet at the top. Just as we got to the bottom of the hill I realised I’d dropped Ruby’s lead somewhere so we had to turn around and go all the way up again. Luckily some kind soul had hooked it over the branch of a tree.
We stayed put for the rest of the day but the wind still sounds as strong.