Curse you, Ida! It feels strange to see the sun today. I had gotten used to living in darkness day and night; now I'm squinting at the shocking brightness of Ida's aftermath. The first night of howling wind and rain brought this surprise. No, the surprise isn't that someone had dropped off free lumber in the field. This was our run in shed. And of course the most inconvenient time to have a wild west wind carry away your shelter is when it's raining. We had to move the horses into the goat pen to keep them dry, and the goats were stranded under the barn. Now I want a big warm barn with plenty of room.