Now lay before the mast all twelve O'Clock reports.

Not much rain here.  Wind is gusting up to about 30ish MPH.  Temps in the 50s.   Power has flickered a couple of times this morning.  Stew is on the stove warming up. Lunch is imminent.   Work is closed today.  There have been town trucks driving past the house every hour or so.   Poor postal service guys are out delivering.  Our mail was dropped off a little while ago.    


Addendum:  Stew was tasty and hot.   Unfortunately the bread in the bread box had gotten moldy, so we couldn't have toast.  But in the spirit of cleaning out the fridge and freezer, the premade apple pie has just been removed from the bake oven, and I am forced to contain my impatience until it is cool enough to eat without burning my mouth.