Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Windy day

The weather's been quite glorious today, Reader. I do love a windy day. I love watching as the wind churns up fallen leaves and sets them dancing madly, I love standing up to the wind, testing my strength against it and I love it when it whips away my words as soon as they're spoken, carrying them off. It's only on windy days that I wish my walk from the hostel to my department was longer, it seems almost a crime to go indoors and not emerge till it is dark and the wind has blown itself away.


  1. Remembered RL Stevenson's famous poem on wind, when I read your words
    It is indeed a mystery wandering spirit that inherits boundless region, a vigour to all around
    this moving ball.
    There is a nature lover in you. Do you watch birds and flowers too?

  2. Your Anonymous ReaderFebruary 10, 2010 at 1:52 AM

    I know what you mean. I love walking outside on a really cold and windy day. I get a perverse kind of pleasure in wrapping up tight and walking against the wind on an empty street. Preferably a long walk ending with a hot beverage held tight to coax some of the feeling back into my fingers.

  3. Today's awesome as well. Much better than yesterday in fact. So much so that we walked down from Naturals to my hostel...taking the longest route possible :) Aaj lab ditch maar kar bahar jao :)