After the storm moved out of the area Saturday afternoon, the winds picked up behind it. They held steady at 30 mph with gusts over 50 mph at times. You could hear it coming towards the house as it sounded like the reving of an airplane engine.
The birds had all disappeared and who could blame them. It would have been hard enough just to drive in the wind; flying was probably impossible.
A mourning dove took refuge on the back fence of the small garden. You could see her closing her eyes and bracing every time the winds picked up speed.