Look! There is a thing!

 
I live on the "high plains" of New Mexico. We're about 3,000' elevation, the land is very flat, and there's precious little to block or lessen the force of the wind when it blows. Personally, I don't call it "windy" until the speed is over 15 mph. Below that, it's just "breezy."

But today (and yesterday) was crazy windy, even by our standards. I spent the day out -- taxes, lunch, visit with Cindy -- and came home to find the neighbor's outbuilding in my back pasture. It's not small, either; looks to be about 12' by 20', maybe 30'. Built on a frame, probably aluminum, covered with sheet metal. It's standing upright, though kind of crazy cock-eyed slanted, between my two fences. Looks like it was simply picked up, sailed over the fence, then dropped in place. Kind of unnerving, actually.

The wind is supposed to be very light tomorrow -- 15 mph -- then pick up again on Thursday. Change of plans -- I'll shop tomorrow instead of Thursday. I planned on Thursday so I wouldn't be eating out two days in a row, but oh well. It could be so much worse; the evening news just reported that the wind was so strong in Oklahoma, it tore the roofs off houses. Dust and traveling outbuildings are small potatoes.