A mite blustersome this morning

Sounds of air and water at the windows.

And it's (counts on fingers) the middle of February already.  Since when do we have winter weather in February?

This must surely be a sign of the Apocalypse.  Wind, Rain, Fender-Benders, and Being Late For Work*?

 

* Not being able to recall, offhand, the names of the Four Bikers is a sure sign that I haven't re-read Good Omens recently enough.