7.01.2020

Ab fab walk on a wild wild day, leaning into the wind on the way up the road not long after noon. It was so mild it was more like being tossed around on a rough sea: even as it tried to knock me off my feet it felt like we were bathing in the air rather than being sliced through by it, as tends to be the case in these `ere parts.
The briny theme continued once in the woods,trees thrashing and tossing their branches around sounding for all the world like an angry sea.
Flocks of small birds caught the mood and put on expert aerial displays over and around the tops of the trees.
Deep into the woods and it was possible to imagine the wind had dropped. The trees stilled, the sun shone and the birds now perched in the trees calling loudly as if spring was just over the hill.

But as soon as we emerged it was clear that if anything the wind was strengthening as it pushed us down the hill, and, exhilarating as it was, it was good to get back in and shut the door on its roar.
Half an hour later the sun had disappeared behind charcoal clouds and the rain came on hard. We`d definitely had the best the day had to offer.
And in other notable news: J.T.A. was born 101 years ago today so a glass will be raised to his memory - he`d have enjoyed today`s walk. :)