Twigs and branches all over the road.
Walking down the street sideways.
The air roars as it strains through trees.
The house moans a little.
The light fades through grey and strange oranges.
It’s windy out there, time to light the fire.
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January 18, 2009 at 6:53 pm
Yip. The wind ripped through the park and scattered tree debris everywhere.
January 18, 2009 at 6:55 pm
The lovely Sharon came in from the crazy wind yesterday with a big smile on her face, “it’s brilliant out there”.