This one’s a killer! The wind is epic, monumental. When the front rolled through late Saturday afternoon, the town of Taos down below was instantly obscured by dust, then rain and snow. I left two hummingbird feeders up, because the birds are here, and spotted one braving the blast to poke his beak inside the swinging reservoir. That one I brought in after dark, the other one was smashed. This morning the patio chairs were in the sagebrush. The clouds are blowing past like freight trains.
Thank God we still have firewood!