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.

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[pinkdormouse.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I saw a Red Kite hovering over the verge yesterday. I should have mentioned it when I could still remember where I was at the time.

Gina