Diary 9/18

The storm did arrive, but not until late afternoon.  It really packed a whallup when it did.  There were gusts of easily 70 miles per hour.  The trees lost all the small dry debris when it first came whirling up our canyon.  Then when one of the hardest rains I've ever experienced hit, so did some other very strong gusts that were able to tear these green branches right off the trees.  Busy canning and drying tomatoes as it continues to shower today.  I feel like cuddling with a book, but freezing some corn calls...