WIND AND CAKE

It's Ness with no Inver for me this weekend. Stormbound ferries have put paid to my travel intentions. What started off as a relatively calm morning took a turn for the worse in the afternoon - by the time I got home from work it was blowing a gale! I settled for a quick tea, a bake and a dander through some old poems as the wind played in the chimney. Home comforts rule!

The wind one morning sprang up from sleep,
Saying, “Now for a frolic! now for a leap!
Now for a madcap, galloping chase!
I’ll make a commotion in every place!”
                                                by William Howitt