Wind

[azziria]

Woken at ten to five this morning by thoughts of ships and the sound of a high wind in the branches of the big sycamore at the bottom of our garden.

Went out at half six to run a couple of miles before breakfast. Still dark, and very gusty, with a waning crescent moon riding high among wind-driven shreds of cloud. Strangely exhilerating. And it didn't rain until I'd got far enough that the inevitable squall was refreshing rather than grim :-)

A good start to the day.

Comments

[azziria.livejournal.com]

You're not far from me, are you? Stowmarket, is it? Better countryside round you than round Cambridge, anyway (although the Fens do sort of grow on you eventually, especially in the winter when the swans are here).

The only thing I've ever done in Stowmarket is bounce on a bouncy castle. *pointless fact there*

[pinkdormouse.livejournal.com]

We're about 5 miles on the Bury side of Stowmarket. Very rural (only 12 houses and a chicken plant).

I'll be in Cambridge tomorrow night, probably, to see Rome Burns playing The Boat Race.

Gina