The prompt today is: a wicked wind.
It's really howling out there right now; it was too much effort to come up with anything else.
We've decided to make Sunday our one complete day off each week and today was the first of those. We had lunch at the beach after a nice, relaxed morning, and I wandered around the orchard taking pictures after dinner. Nothing worth sharing, but it was good practice.
Back to the garden tomorrow morning!
This wind is playing tricks with me,
What it's saying just cannot be.
But it's so powerful up here...
Perhaps I'll just forget my fear.
Let me just spread my arms out wide,
To free the bird that lurks inside.
Now the wind shall lift me up high,
As I remember how to fly.
What is that ghastly, awful sound
I hear as I approach the ground?
Oh, I wish that I am dreaming,For that racket is me, screaming.