Inside out!

Posted on July 25, 2022July 25, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged gusts, inside out, Life, Rain, Staffordshire, Trentham Gardens, Trentham Lake, Umbrella, Weather, WindLeave a comment

The wind was blowing as we walked round Trentham lake today. That was fine, the weather was cool and cloudy but dry. We walked past the reopened miniature railway which had a diesel train running on it with happy children and adults riding on it. We did think about taking a ride but decided to head towards the end of the lake to the cafe to get an ice cream. We noticed strong gusts of wind and the clouds darkening but it wasn’t bad and I had a large umbrella that I was using ad a walking stick.

We sat and had an icecream but felt the patter of rain. So we decided to walk back the way we had came. Then we fought a head on blast of wind and rain! The brolly was being buffeted, twisting in the air. Its handle and stem were bending in the strong gusts of wind. Suddenly it turned inside out! We both fought it back into a sort of shape because it was still raining, but a couple of spokes are hanging down and the cover has pulled away and is sagging. Sadly it was disposed of when we came home… Mm

Wind blows

Posted on July 4, 2022 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Bird, Black cat, Cat, Drawing, Life, North, Poem, Poetry, South, Weather, weather vane, WindLeave a comment

Wind blows

and cat knows

Which way the wind is blowing.

Bird flies

And follows

The wind southwards

To find a home to brood

It’s young chicks.

Cat looks North

Bird comes South

May they miss each other

In the windy sky.

Wet cat

Posted on June 24, 2022June 24, 2022 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Black and white cat, Cat, Forecast, Hail, Rain, Snow, Sun, Tuxedo cat, Weather, Wet, Wet cat, WindLeave a comment

Like a stone hung from a chain, I can tell the weather by our cat.

Wet cat, it’s raining

Cat looks white, snowing

Cat covered in white dots? Hailing

Cat hot to the touch? Sunny

Cat in a cloud? Foggy

Cat with hair on end? Windy or angry!

OK, silly post! I wrote it because the cat just came in and he’s as wet as an otter in a stream (exaggeration)! ❤️

Dancing trees

Posted on April 23, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged April, Art, Flowers, March, Photo, Poem, Poetry, Rain, Spring, Trees, trees dance, Weather, WindLeave a comment

The wind blows

Catkins shiver

On the boughs

Blackbirds sing

Here is spring?

But we need rain

Not late March winds!

April showers

Would water the flowers

But their roots

Stay dry

Meanwhile

Sun shines.

Tree fall?

Posted on March 18, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged beavers, dams, Fallen trees, felled, lodges, Nature, Rain, Storms, Trees, Weather, WindLeave a comment

Trees leaning over a lake. Perhaps they will fall if the ground becomes too wet or the wind blows too strongly. With global warming making the weather worse you can see how damage can increase.

Some efforts are being made to reduce the damage. In a few places there has been a reintroduction of beavers to lakes and rivers. It seems strange that an animal that actually fells trees could reduce flooding. But by building lodges (dams woven from tree branches that they live in) beavers slow the flow of water in rivers. The water pools behind them and so less water is released downstream. This can reduce the speed of water rising and so stop flooding.

So in some ways it’s good that the trees have been felled. But I guess the reintroduction has to be in a controlled way.

Geese

Posted on March 10, 2022March 10, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bird, Environment, Geese, Lake, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Water, Westport lake, Wind, wingLeave a comment

Two lone geese

Sitting in a lake

Cold wet feet

But they look sweet.

Ripples in the water

Dancing on the lake

Geese are very calm

Not leaving a wake.

Twigs and branches fall

Whipped by the wind.

Soon the geese may fly

Then see them on the wing.

Willows

Posted on March 6, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cold, Dog, fronds, Imagined, muzzle, Nature, Short story, Walking, Willow, willows, Wind2 Comments

A short story…

A cold wind blew across the lake, finding gaps in my coat and blowing my hair around. The branches and fronds of the willow trees streamed like ribbons on a kite, lifting and waving. The ducks ruffled up their feathers against the cold. We had walked out of sunshine into shade and the temperature had dropped noticeably.

The man and his dog walked towards us. It was muzzled with a band of leather round it’s mouth, but it still pulled the man along. It was a big dog. A hound of some sort. It was difficult to see in the gloom. As we came level with them the dog jumped up. It’s paws landing on my shoulders. I was knocked over by its weight. I sat down hard in a puddle. The weight of the dog pushing against me.

The man looked alarmed. Shocked. He tugged the dog away. All he said was ‘sorry’ and walked off! I sat there freezing and wet….. What a day!

Up the garden path.

Posted on November 12, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, blowing, Colours, Dancing, Leaves, Life, Photo, Poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Weather, Wind3 Comments

I’d better sweep up

The winds got up

And blown the leaves

All into weaves

The hedge is bare

And trees now dare

To share naked twigs

As branches do jigs

Dancing in the autumn air

Bright colours that dare

Descend to meet

Your slipping feet!

Mark making

Posted on November 9, 2021 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Art, Challenge, Drawing, Fun, left handed, Life, Meditation, mindfulness, Sketching, Tree, WindLeave a comment

For mindfulness day two. I’ve hurt my right hand so I appreciated doing something left handed. It turned from mark making into a tree. My friend alou has a Facebook page where she encourages art with mindfulness as a meditation.

I started withe the blue swirls, which felt earlike, but when I added the gold colour and the dots it felt like a tree in the wind. The dots and the green leaves add to the feeling of a tree blowing in the wind.

Sunflower in October

Posted on October 27, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, azores, Etruria, how?, Photo, Poem, Poetry, Summer, Sunflower, Surviving, Time, Warm, Wind2 Comments

Standing tall

Tanding strong

Staked against

The blustery wind.

End of October

But you are

summer sun?

How did you survive?

Oh, no frost

No ice

Just warm winds

Dragged up

From the azores.

You are a late

Summer sun

Still in glory.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Wind

Inside out!

Wind blows

Wet cat

Dancing trees

Tree fall?

Geese

Willows

Up the garden path.

Mark making

Sunflower in October