I realise I am being selfish but the snow made everything quieter and my well-being improved as a result.
Yes, I missed hearing the birds singing but I did not miss the assault of man-made noise. At least the rain kept the latter at bay for today.
Endymion said:there's no point as they don't last more than 5 minutes in the winds up here
Ah, Greetings to you, Madame! Yes, indeed, I do acknowledge this... yet the thing not mentioned before was WIND. That is an altogether different matter, yes indeedy...
I may tolerate Rain. I may tolerate Cold. I may tolerate Wind. Yet all three together is... well, I wear Spectacles in addition, and so... I may as well wear a blindfold during such weather. But yes, I do not use an umbrella in the wind either. What else can I say....
Endymion said:we've had no more than a centimetre of snow throughout this whole 'Beast from the East' period.
That is a good thing to Post, as a first-hand-witness... throughout this whole thing (which is over now, though)...
Hi DC nice to hear from you. You and Endymion gave me a reason to smile!
The mention of umbrellas from you and the strong winds by Endymion made me think about the The thought of you hanging on tightly to an umbrella being whisked up high into the soft white clouds whilst singing along to Mary poppins with just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.Lol.
Of coarse you would be in no danger and after flying around taking in the beautiful views from the perspective of an eagle gliding effortlessly with the warm thermal currents, You would glide gracefully down and gently hover until you touch the soft grass like a feather on a bed of moss.
I myself while watching such a sight would be exploring the virtues of knowing how to spell supercalifragilisticexpealidociouse when I could hardly spell or understand words like spectacle?
I had not yet learnt about reading and writing so that one word was all I had to show how clever I was.
I shall miss the silence and lack of beings very much when the snow was deep. They ruin it by walking and driving through it and making it look like the inner workings of thier minds mushy mess of grey watered slop.
I love it when other beings are asleep,I can explore and have no expectations of me what so ever. Sigh,,,,,,
"...When I was younger, this was all fields..." ;-)
Exploration and no expectation of self and everything else sounds idyllic. Miss you Lone. ()()()