Rain...Wind...and Gutter Goes Flying

I woke up around 4 am to the sound of the wind howling and the rain pounding. Looked at Hubbie who sleeps like he's dead and Lucy curled up between us.
Stumbled down the hall to the kitchen for a glass of water, look out the window and see the gutter
hanging off the front of the house. Wake the Husband who tells me he'll take care of it in the morning.
When daylight comes, the wind has already taken care of it...it's laying on the ground.

The ground is soppy and pulled at my shoes as I walked to the shop to start working today. The yard is full of downed branches from the large old oak trees we have surrounding the house. The sky is grey but it's about 55 degrees.

But I did notice a couple of bright spots in this day of gloom. The vinca in a pot by the house is blooming in January and the daffodils are pushing their way up all over the yard. Spring will be here in 54 days.