Outside today

Posted on March 7, 2020March 7, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cold, Countryside, Drawing, Eccleshall, Life, Sketching, Soughing, Staffordshire, Stoke-on trent, Trees, Urban Sketchers, Wind, WindyLeave a comment

I went out with Urban sketchers today and was at an old farm near Eccleshall to draw. I took a few photos. I need to take good pictures of my drawings.

The day was grey, overcast with great rushes of wind that you could hear soughing through the trees. Starting far way you could hear it rushing and pushing the tree branches. Rooks were flying and calling in the air, scooting about and apparently enjoying it. We even saw a murmuration of Starlings flocking in the distance.

I sat on a white metal garden chair, strong but cold. I ended up folding up my scarf to stop my bum going numb with the cold. Within a few minutes I was shivering and then I got used to it although my hands started to go numb with the chill. Luckily there was hot tea available. It was very kind of the artists that live there to let a crowd of about twenty urban sketchers come round and draw everything from trees to stone dogs.

Storm “Dennis”

Posted on February 15, 2020February 15, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Britain, Environment, Finding space, Life, Rain, Storm Ciara, Storm Dennis, UK, Weather, Wind, WinterLeave a comment

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Storm Dennis has been tipped as possibly more damaging than storm Ciara last weekend. We have had some strong gusts of wind, bending the Eucalyptus sapling we have growing in the garden, it’s leaves acting like sails, catching the wind, and bending it almost in half. The Leylandii in the neighbours garden has been whipping about and it’s branches seperating as the winds buffet it. Sometimes great gusts of air force themselves between the tree and the privet hedge at the bottom of our garden.

We are waiting for the heavy rain that is forecast, an Amber and Yellow warning has been set for the whole country. Even planes have been cancelled fir the passengers safety.

Britain is not a large island (or islands) but its shocking to think that storms can encompass the whole of it. Whether the heating of the atmosphere could be causing it? I don’t know, but you do have to wonder?…

Storm Ciara

Posted on February 9, 2020February 9, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Flooding, Jet stream, Rain, Squally showers, Storm, Storm Ciara, Weather, WindLeave a comment

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I’m not going out so no exciting photos…. Its been blowing a gale and raining all last night and today although it seems to have calmed down a bit now. Winds over the north of Wales measured at 94 miles an hour. Flooding in Pateley Bridge in Yorkshire. Trees down, roads flooded. The main road round here is flooded to a depth of three or four feet with cars trapped in the water. The windspeeds over the whole of the UK have topped 80 miles an hour.

There are heavy seas around the coast with reports from Blackpool, Aberystwyth and Dover. Ferries have been cancelled and people who went to an international rugby game in Dublin are now stuck there. The jet stream across the Atlantic is very strong and fast at the moment and planes travelling from America to the UK have had their travelling time cut by about an hour. The fastest plane made the journey in just over four hours, with an air speed about 800 miles an hour. That made it the fastest sub sonic crossing of the Atlantic ever made!

The weather here is set to get colder. Oh what joy.

Noise

Posted on February 8, 2020February 8, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Annoying, Boom, Grinding teeth, Life, Loud, Noise, Pub, Sound, Storm, THUD, Wind2 Comments

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Boom boom boom thud thud thud, boom boom, thud…. Endless noise from over the road. After a couple of months of quiet the local pub seems to have decided they can go back to their old ways. There is also a storm raging outside so the sound is competing with rain lashing against the windows and howling through the gap round the kitchen window (it’s double glazed but the seal around the opening is not good).

Thud thud thud thud, like a heart beating too fast. Bass beat, what must it do to their bodies, their ears. Deafness in their thirties or forties? Boom boo boom boom boo boom….. Stop it…. Thud… Oh the dreams of revenge I’ve had… Hopefully this is a one off…. Grr… Really.. Grrrr.. Rrr

The North Wind shall blow…

Posted on January 16, 2020January 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged 64 Million Artists January challenge, Art, Drawing, Frame, Weather, Wind1 Comment

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The North Wind doth blow

and we shall have snow,

and what shall poor Robin do then?

Poor thing.

He’ll sit in a barn,

and keep himself warm,

and hide his head under his wing,

poor thing….

Image from my post on the 64 million artists January challenge, I cut out a shape of clouds and drew a face puffing out wind and used that to frame the view of our annamometer and weather station.

I’m enjoying doing the challenges, some require more ingenuity than others, but it’s making me think.

Annamometer / weather station

Posted on January 13, 2020January 13, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Annamometer, Gales, Low pressure, Poem, Poetry, Storm, Weather, weather Station, WindLeave a comment

Spinning cups in the wind

Gale force blowing across the land

Pressure dropping

Rain falling horizontal

Waves whipped into crazy foam

Crashing over coastal roads

Trees bending over fences

Birds cowering in hedges

Cold is the storm

Ready to snow?

Gales are unfriendly

Viscious and fearful

Great, gusting blow…..

Shouting stop at the rain!

Posted on September 30, 2019September 30, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Eccentric, Rain, Shouting, Stormy, Tree, Water, Weather, WindLeave a comment

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Yesterday I was sitting by my art stall in the craft fair. The doors were open to let people in. Suddenly there was shouting outside. I heard my hubbies voice and thought he was arguing with someone! I headed to the door while my fellow stall holders looked on in bemusement.

My hubby was outside with three or four people and he was berating the clouds and telling God to stop the rain! I don’t know why he thought it would have any effect. He was quite alright, no fight. But it’s just like him, eccentric.

The rain and wind continued. Water was even dripping through cracks between the walls and the ceiling, onto the floor of the room we were in, it was not good.

When we came home the pear tree had blown down! Cause and effect?

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Tag: Wind