Windy days
When the leaves scatter like living things
Marching past me as I sit
On this step
My face to the sun
Windy days
When the washing flaps on the line turning inside out
And sheets are possessed with a need to wrap me in their folds
As I patiently peg
One peg
Two pegs
That can barely hold
Anything down
Windy days when the dogs go silly
And jump all over me
With eyes rolling
And tongues lolling
Windy days when the dust from miles away
Ends up on my floor
And in the pool
Windy days
Show us the fools we are
To think we are in charge
Because on windy says
Momma Earth shakes us all
Dogs chasing wind swept leaves is a sight to behold.
The time for our comeuppance has come.
They really are the best thing for blowing the cobwebs out! 😀
I agree – I quite like going for a walk in the wind but hate hate hate dealing with the washing line 😁
I have been known to double and sometimes triple peg. 😀
I sometimes just give up and leave the washing till the wind blows itself out 🍂
Oh yes. We cannot control everything. Sometimes we have to let go and wait for the dust to settle. Also, my dogs enjoy a good leaf chase too.
So long as it doesn’t rip the roof off 😉
Likely to today mate – it’s blowing a gale and plenty of dust today – my pool is coated! Ah well clean it out tomorrow when it all dies down again.