May blossom

Posted on November 21, 2023 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Blossom, Breeze, dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2126, Frost, Leaves, May, mayblossom, Memories, Storm, Warmth, Weather, Wind1 Comment

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

My favourite month is May, when blossom opens on trees, the sky turns a beautiful cerulean blue, and suddenly bees and insects wake up. Then I watch the blossom unfurl, tight buds become satin skirts and whirl outwards. Scent fills the air. Beware storms, thundering through the sky, their gusty winds can strip the flowers before they are pollenated, or frosts can burn their delicate petals. Their safety ensures a good crop of cherries or pears. Apples too can sink or swim depending on the weather.

May brings beauty in other forms, buds and leaves follow the blossom, the leaves stretch as water floods into their veins, brilliant greens or pinky mauves fill in the gaps between the twigs. Warm sun is absorbed as the leaves feed on the light. Photosynthesis is a miracle of nature. Clean air circulates, breezes stir, hedgerows grow and light up with May blossom.

Yes May is my favourite month, the warmth of the sun starts to return, days are longer, brilliant and lovely, if we are lucky we can enjoy the seasonal spectacle.

Bench

Posted on November 8, 2023 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Bench, Breath, gust, Leaves, Life, Poem, Poetry, Quiet, Relax, Rest, Robin, settle, Time, trilling, Wind2 Comments

Sit on a bench

Be quiet

Listen to a Robin

Trilling his song.

The wind floats leaves

Wafted from branches

Zig zagging down.

A sudden breeze

Twirls and swirls

In a mini tornado

The gust stops

Leaves settle.

My gaze settles

My breath, released.

Autumn leaves

Posted on November 1, 2023November 1, 2023 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Autumn, blown, cycle of nature, Ecology, Leaves, Life, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Trees, WindLeave a comment

Most leaves have changed colour

It’s November and they are hanging on

But a storm is coming..

Leaves will spin and twist…

Then fall like snowflakes to the ground.

To be blown along by the wind

Forming drifts

Where hedgehogs can hide,

Damp leaf mold will rot and spread

Nutrients back into the soil.

Leaves anew, next year, to feed..

So the cycle of life turns…

Storm Agnes?

Posted on September 29, 2023September 29, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, dark grey, Life, no rain, not as bad, Poem, Poetry, September, storm Agnes, Weather, WindLeave a comment

Heavy clouds, dark grey

Scudding past,

light and dark

Dark and light.

The ivy waves

in rippling winds

A force is behind it.

Pushing the clouds.

Autumn rattles branches

September ends in gales

But no rain, no lightning

Just the windy gloom

Of a September afternoon.

Spikes

Posted on August 18, 2023August 18, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Life, Ocean, Poem, Poetry, Rain, Seed heads, spikes, Storm, storm Betty, Wind, WordsLeave a comment

Yesterday was warm

Tomorrow will be wet

Spiky shardes of night-time

Agog in the sunlight.

Slow storm Betty

Trundling

over the ocean…

West of Ireland

On its way

Seeded heads will be beaten

Without delay

Tree tops will twist

Leaves will fly

So soon this summer goes

Autumn visits us

And I cry

Ouchee!

Posted on July 29, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged bloody, car door, cut, Damage, dressing, Health, Hurt, Leg, Life, Ouch, slammed, Wind2 Comments

The car door was caught by the wind.. And slammed into my leg! Luckily I was wearing trousers, not a skirt, but then I felt a wet trickle running down the outside of my leg. The door had cut through my skin despite not cutting the trouser cloth. I got inside and cleaned up the wound as well as I could. Hubby bathed it and was going to put a plaster on it but the wound, though shallow, was about the size of a twenty pence piece. Luckily I found something clean to use as a dressing. I put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding. I’ve got the dressing held in place with plasters, so hopefully I won’t need to go to the doctors on Monday. I’m not going to A&E on a Saturday.

St Swithens day

Posted on July 15, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged 40 days and nights, Encyclopedia Brittanica, Gales, Rain, Saint, st Swithens day, Weather, WindLeave a comment

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St. Swithin’s Day, also called St. Swithun’s Day, (July 15), a day on which, according to folklore, the weather for a subsequent period is dictated. In popular belief, if it rains on St. Swithin’s Day, it will rain for 40 days, but if it is fair, 40 days of fair weather will follow. St. Swithin was bishop of Winchester from 852 to 862. At his request he was buried in the churchyard, where rain and the steps of passersby might fall on his grave. According to legend, after his body was moved inside the cathedral on July 15, 971, a great storm ensued. The first textual evidence for the weather prophecy appears to have come from a 13th- or 14th-century entry in a manuscript at Emmanuel College, Cambridge.

Well it’s raining and blowing a gale, and the local weather forecast is for some rain all next week, so St Swithens might be right. In the meantime Europe is sweltering so I hope some gentle cooling rain gets down to the south of us and rinses the heat dome over southern Europe out of the way.

For all the climate deniers the world has been it’s hottest since records began over the last seven days. Maybe it’s not too late to do something about it, but big business doesn’t want to lose profits.

Forecast

Posted on July 15, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cold, expectations, Poem, Poetry, precipitation, Rain, Shine, Warm, Water, Weather, Wet, whether, Wind2 Comments

Tomorrow will be cool,

or not

It will be wet, 40%,

Or not?

Wind and rain

Or sunshine again?

We can say with clarity

There will be weather

But we don’t know

Whether

It will be fine

Or rain will make

The pavements shine!

Precipitation!

Be alert….

Chomped cherries!

Posted on July 1, 2023 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cherries, Food, Fruit, Life, pecked, Red, Tasty, Time, Tree, Umbrella, Water, WindLeave a comment

We just gathered some cherries off the ground because the rain and wind has knocked a lot off the tree. This is about a third of them that were too bruised, damaged or pecked. The rest have just been washed thoroughly in salty water and I’ve put them in the fridge to eat tomorrow. I will thoroughly rinse them again first.

The plan is to get a broom or a stick to try and pull some more down and collect them in an upturned umbrella. I hope the weather doesn’t intervene in the meantime! Praying the wind doesn’t whip up and blow them off. There’s still plenty left for the birds…

Windy times

Posted on April 13, 2023 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged #bandofsketchers, Art, Colourful, Dandelion, Drawing, Felt pens, Seeds, Sketching, Wind2 Comments

#bandofsketchers prompt for Thursday was Wind. With the wind that’s been blowing lately if there are any dandelion heads they will all be bald by now! I tried to give the effect of wind by making the blue felt pen streaky across the background.

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