The sheep normally don’t like the barn door closed, but I heard no complaints that day with the door closed for almost
24 hours. Chickens in their coops, and I in my house, we were fine. It was pure Grace. I only had to secure the tarp over the wood once, when the wind blew off the heavy pieces of wood and stones I had placed on top of the tarp over the wood. Now I’m off to do post-storm cleanup. No treats or tricks. Just work. And a lot of Grace.