Well, that blew a few cobwebs away. Couldn`t decide where to start this morning so, as always, the best thing to do is walk and then everything else falls into line. Another wild, windy March day, spring wind rather than winter wind though. Sky very busy: white, grey and black clouds scudding about revealing patches of blue and letting the sun through every now and again.
`Scudding` seems such an unoriginal word for what the clouds were doing but I just looked it up and they really were "sweeping along easily and swiftly, driven before the wind".
A scudler, on the other hand,is "the leader of a band of guisers; the conductor of a festival" while a scudo is an old Italian silver coin. Dictionary surfing - one of life`s little pleasures. Just off to order some scuppernong.
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