I woke up this morning around quarter to five...
... the wind was howling and the rain pelting down so hard
that I was sure my chickens would be floating around in their run
(can chickens swim???))
I had to get up and move
The storm rendered me grateful for a gas hob
Here in the hills we lose power during storms regularly
Tree branches (and often trees themselves) crash to the ground
... taking power lines down with graceful ease
Then heroes - volunteering heroes - come out from the safety
of their homes to assist in the clean up that ensues
This would be one of those stormy days for sure
I wondered where Spring had disappeared to
Why was she so shy this year?
We need the rain and I'm a Winter loving gal
Yet ... today I felt...
I would like to see the sunshine at least once....