My house is literally vibrating as I type this. The expected wind speed of 90 km/h was upgraded to 100 km/h (60 mph), and it's slamming broadside into my bedroom wall. I've never experienced a hurricane or monsoon, or tornado, so realizing how much faster those wind speeds are compared this hair-raising scene is a bit mind-blowing (haaa ok I'll show myself out).
I took this photo late in the afternoon, as wind speeds were beginning to ramp up. You can see the wall of dust in the air above the horizon. A few minutes before this, we were quickly stacking some round bales up against a sheep shelter that was trying to acheive flight across the pasture. The bales are preventing it from gaining any momentum now.
There is a large grass fire raging about two hours west of us, and we're downwind. However, there is a small river between us and it, and we're supposed to be getting a good rain shower with this wind, which will hopefully help the fire crews get it under control. Two towns have already been evacuated.
No further progress on the deck today, it was too windy to be out working, plus I had to go get more deck screws. One of the realities of rural life is the fact that nothing is convenient. I drove 45 minutes, one way, to get 12 pounds of deck screws. I already cleaned out the local hardware store 20 minutes from the farm. You quickly learn to combine errands into one trip, or your time budget, and your fuel budget, will be way overdrawn. So I also mailed a parcel containing some fleeces I'd sold to a fiber artisan, bought 2 weeks worth of groceries, picked up lumber we were shorted on an order for building the interior walls in our barn, filled our drinking water jugs, fueled up my vehicle, AND picked up 12 pounds of deck screws.
One of the pretty fleeces that got mailed today:
My tomato paste sealed up nicely! Probably have to start another batch on Friday.
Pumpkin pancakes for supper! Made popular among my kids by my brother-in-law, 
Oh, and a daily sheep pic of course. These are our three freezer camp lambs, and a young ewe who has had a bad udder injury and can no longer nurse lambs. After slaughter, these four will feed our family well into next summer! Not to mention the four beautiful rugs their hides will make to warm our winter floors.
So it's time to try to sleep through the howling and thrashing of the wind. Until tomorrow, followers!