Wild and Wet
Yes it’s certainly wild out there today. The wind is buffeting the trees around. One moment they are virtually still and upright. The next they are, without warning, bent rapidly towards the North East. This then followed by wild swirling about as if they are inside a huge food mixer. The conservatory roof is also joining in with the excitement.
Whenever the trees suddenly move, the roof pumps like a diaphragm, creaking and groaning. It gives the illusion of being on a sailing ship but with out the yawing and the rolling.
And wet it is too. It has been raining continuously since the small hours when I first awoke. Varying in intensity from drizzle thru to torrential and back again. All within a couple of minutes and without stopping.
Where do the birds go in this weather ? I haven’t seen a single feathered friend today. Not even a Wood Pigeon and they are usually sat up in the trees, looking like vultures, waiting for some kind of food opportunity.
The squirls are probably tucked up in their nest too, riding out the storm. It must be dangerous for them. Can you imaging making a leap from one tree to the next just as a gust of wind shifts that branch you were planning to land on.
And as for the other regular visitors ? Well I’m guessing that next doors two black avengers, the cats, are tucked up nice and warm inside. I know they are not bothered by the wind but they do not like the wet.
Like them I am glad to be inside …..