Saturday, 14 November 2009

Weather.



I woke this morning to a steely sky, wind lashed and ragged. As I poured my tea the darkness moved in from the West, a rolling grey cape snapping and driving the storm before it. The first drops hit the roof in bursts of Flamenco steps, then, drumming and clapping built to the final torrent before the wind chased it on over the village to perform to other houses. Following a little behind, came the rushing, cheering, crowd, their footsteps settling to a steady patter, softening moving on until all that's left is the quiet rain.


We have severe weather warnings all over the Country today, so please stay safe everyone and if you can, stay warm and dry inside.

5 comments:

Bovey Belle said...

And believe me, we got it before you did, with ATTITUDE! Very stormy overnight, but the gale has dropped a little now.

PG said...

Smashing photo, especially when viewed big! We slept through it but I can feel it picking up again; time to batten down the hatches!

Yarrow said...

Oooh, do take care Jennie. I was thinking about you and all the wet stuff falling and flooding.

Definitely stay in the warm and dry, Gretel. It's very fitful here at the moment!

Pat said...

Your words took me away to a remote land and a chance to experience a storm with the sounds and actions I very seldom have an opportunity of seeing. Thanks for your post.

Yarrow said...

Wow, thank you Pat :)