Blowy

It's dreadfully inclement outside, and the forecast suggests we might be about to do 1987 all over again this weekend. So many tress were lost back then, and we're still losing more than we can afford. Apart from a brief out to the dentist to arrange a hospital referral I've stayed in all day. It's not nice out there. The setting sun took opportunity to light the birches... I wonder if they'll still be here on Sunday.