Shelter From The Storm

The Sunday that hurricane Irene dumped her dregs on Montreal, trees got turned inside out, the things in your yard became your neighbors, his things became his neighbors, and everything was just trying to find something to cling to.

I took thing picture of a little grosbeak trying to find a dry spot out of the wind to perch for a breather. He had a partner that landed on the rounded outside of the pulley, but he didn't last long in the 60 km/h winds. Whatever your storm is hold on tight. It will pass.