13th
November
2021
The wind blew, and then it didn’t
In the dark, we look for the worst. Last evening, as the sun went down, the wind arose. And it blew, all night long. Removed any possibility of getting any rest, as the worst was visualized. Would we lose shingles, or siding? Would the compost bin get agitated and dumped in the lane? What about monsters? In the morning, none of those things were realized. All was calm; bright, even. I did check the wind gauge, and it wasn’t a hurricane. The bridge was still in place, even if “high sided rigs” were parked in a sense of false security. It was just another moment in autumn.
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