Making Days Count 38
There was a wind warning for the island on the Weather Network channel last night, 70 - 90 km/hr. in some areas. During the night branches were blowing, twigs were snapping ... but thankfully the power stayed on, and the roof remained overhead. The sun was ready to greet the morning with the wind scudding the clouds across the sky and out of view. I immediately thought of the thundering waves that were most probably crashing on the shore, so I set off for a walk to see Harzel and the beach. Leaves that had fallen and seemed dead and limp suddenly took flight, whirling and twirling like joyous birds freed from captivity.
Harzel was blowing and flailing about ... no wonder he's so tangled up! ;)
A long vine of clematis had let loose and was wending its way across the path as I walked down, looking as if it was ready to ensnare some unsuspecting wandering soul.
And the waves were roaring and crashing on the other side of a strip of sand! Wonderful! I.n.v.i.g.o.r.a.t.i.n.g! All the dusty cobwebs that were draped in my brain from the dull weather were whisked away and I felt like I had been totally recharged. What a feeling it was walking along the sand breathing in all that roiling energy!
Seabirds zipped by in one direction without any need for wing propulsion, and the ones heading into the wind seemed to be motionless or travelling backwards. Such is the way of the wind. I was blown a little off kilter myself ;)
Nature's patterns in the sand always fascinate me ~
Here's a compilation of videos and photos of my time spent on my walk. I replaced the windy soundtrack with something easier on the ears! A good effect is had by watching full screen :)