The last two days have been absolutely nasty. I can’t believe the drops in temperature when I was hiking in shorts and a tee-shirt in January! Some people have reported seeing snow, but I haven’t. It’s just been very blustery with a bit of rain.
The walk home tonight was brutal. I had needle-like slivers of rain slicing at my face while I walked into a wall of wind. It took me twice as long to claw my way home, and I arrived out of breath with tears streaming down my face from the exertion and burning lungs. And this after an absurdly busy shift. I am wiped!
*this post was interrupted by the sound of something crashing outside*
Well, I’m back from checking out what made the noise. I found one of the empty garbage cans rolling around near the back of my car. That might not sound impressive to the average reader. But Croft and Norma will know that this means the can jumped from its enclosed perch and then rolled something like 20ft.
*this post was once again interrupted by the sound of dishes crashing in the cupboard after Miranda was rocked by another violent gust of wind*
Whew, nothing’s broken. It’s scary out there!
Norma, your daffodils are coming up and were doing okay this afternoon, bent by the wind but not broken. I’ll assess the damage in the morning.
Yeah, daffodils in early March, then this. Crazy!
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