Earlier, she insisted on going outside, despite the rain and cold. She spent quite a while sitting on the porch, watching the night. This is the time of year when one is supposed to go outdoors at night, after all, and she isn't going to let an unseasonable storm interfere with her plans. The territory must be guarded! It's spring! Stray cats are apt to come wandering by at any time, rain or not, and she must drive them off!
I spent a bit of the night outside, myself, though not with the intent of driving away any nocturnal visitors. There were none, in any case. Not even raccoons would come out in this weather, I think. There will be one more blustery, rainy day, and then it should become merely cool and partly cloudy for a while. That is my favorite sort of spring weather, with fluffy white clouds dragging patches of shade about, and distant fields sparkling in sunlight. Within a few days, I ought to be able to take a blanket or two off the bed, and the cat can stop sleeping on the heater vents. Something tells me that this storm is winter's final outburst. The rains of April (and I hope they do arrive) will be warmer.
Must make phone calls this afternoon. Sleep now, while it is still a bit dark.