I was planning to shear my herd this morning. I was all packed and ready to go. I had bartered dinner for volunteers to help.
Then the wind started at 1:30 am. It felt like a train coming through the house. I convinced myself the winds would calm when the sun came up and tried to salvage a little more sleep.
The winds did not calm.
Hoping they were less at the farm, I checked the forecast. Not good, but planned to head out anyway.
I spoke with the farm owner a little before 7am and learned the winds were indeed as bad at the farm as they were in town. So we scratched the day and now plan to shear next Saturday when the forecast for wind is negligible but 10-30% for rain.