...and no one seems to care inside.
Well, by "no one" I mean the three birds I have out with me at this time, Piper, Shade and Zuri. Generally, thunderstorms make them a little more whacky. Not today though. I have Piper on one shoulder, Shade on the other and Zuri chose to perch on my head. I am litteraly a tree for snoozing parrots.
I am not hearing much coming from the adjacent room (the birdroom) other than the occasional mumbling of one of the Red bellies so I presume things are ok in there too.
Things could be worse - I think I'll be happy for them being how they are.