When we were on the road to Basel we stayed in a hotel one night. Early in the morning a loud noise woke Brent up. He bolted out of the bed and said "What was that?! What fell?!" thinking we were still at home and the wind, which was particularly reckless the day we packed the car to head to Florida, had destroyed something in the yard. The more that gets built onto the set the stronger it gets I think (knocks on wood).
Here are some wintery photos I took today...the snow really makes the house facades in the yard look even more like drawings!