High Winds

Saturday night was incredibly windy. The windows whistled all night long and I thought for certain the porch furniture might blow through the front window. Sunday morning I looked out the front and back window and was surprised to find everything in pretty much the same location. Big Daddy called from the firehouse to see if things we okay, "Just tell me the garage is still there." I kind of laughed at him when he asked, but went to the bathroom and pulled the shade and sitting on the ground was everything we keep in the garage, but the garage was gone. I looked around and then saw it through the fence in the neighbors yard. The photo below was taken a few minutes ago, Big Daddy spent most of the day retrieving the garage.

Bringing the garage back to our property.

Is Big Daddy smart or what?