woooweeeee- it's windy here too- infact all my tulips are now naked, they've been battered so much. It's kindof cool though, whilst also being a bit unsettling. I read somewhere once that there is more depression in places that are windy than anywhere else. I guess because people feel like they have to battle Everything all the time, including nature.
I've got a theory that when you get to a Certain Age Dons, you have a Stepford Wife like conversion and suddenly get the urge to wear Viyella and pop socks.
I now what you mean about the wind Lorna, when it goes on for days I feel as if it's wearing me down. I prefer watching it from the window! And it is always sad to see the spring flowers being ripped apart.
Goth - you've got an icon! they are not my legs. They might be, in theirty years time though. Without the pop socks of course...
Hehehe I am NEVER I repeat NEVER going to wear elasticated skirts and those hideous comfy shoes when I'm old. There's just no need!!!
ReplyDeletewoooweeeee- it's windy here too- infact all my tulips are now naked, they've been battered so much. It's kindof cool though, whilst also being a bit unsettling. I read somewhere once that there is more depression in places that are windy than anywhere else. I guess because people feel like they have to battle Everything all the time, including nature.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are holding onto your hat!
all I can say is.....
ReplyDeleteWWAAHHHHEEEYYY!!!!!
....I'm sure I recognise those legs?
I've got a theory that when you get to a Certain Age Dons, you have a Stepford Wife like conversion and suddenly get the urge to wear Viyella and pop socks.
ReplyDeleteI now what you mean about the wind Lorna, when it goes on for days I feel as if it's wearing me down. I prefer watching it from the window! And it is always sad to see the spring flowers being ripped apart.
Goth - you've got an icon! they are not my legs. They might be, in theirty years time though. Without the pop socks of course...
Its been windy here and I feel I have been in a wirl wind. Poor dylans hutch cover kept getting blown down too.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic picture! reminded me (and everyone, I suppose) of my nan.
ReplyDeleteI don't do floral now, and I don't intend ever to start.