Thursday, February 13, 2014

The storm


It is over three years since I last wrote anything here. Yesterday I got an urge to look in and started thinking of writing something, but had to give up due to the weather. There were altogether three power cuts. Although they were very short I gave up trying to do anything at all.

The storm was quite ferocious: the wind rattled the dampers in the stove and even in the firebox. Sometimes the wind made the tree whip the roof of the extension making me think that something had fallen on there.

There was no rain, but occasionally a few snow flakes fell down. There has not been snow this winter apart from these few flakes that settled in some nooks in my garden and on my neighbour's shed roof. On the mountain there was a thin dusting of snow.

The wind was stronger than I had ever seen here. On the coast it was hurricane strength according to the news.

This morning when I woke up it was really calm and still. The contrast with yesterday was almost eerie. The picture I took does not give even an inkling of the feeling I had this morning looking out to the quiet and stillness.

A view from the living room window this morning showing the snow in my garden, on the shed and the mountain.