The end of the storm

My mom came to visit for the weekend and we went out photographing (she is a very fine art photographer.) It was cold and a sudden storm blew up - high wind, pelting rain, and then just as quickly, it blew over. During and after we got a few good pictures. She is also handy with home improvement so we spent the rest of the weekend sanding and stripping a door, which I'll paint next week, and moving garden plants around. Exhausting but pleasant and what a sense of accomplishment at the end when everything looks so much better.