Two days of mad wind.
Cold, Fall, typhoon-inspired gusts threatening to blow all the trees down.
Howling, screeching and pounding against the walls while I was trying to sleep.
I was watching the birds flying this morning on my drive home from work.
I sooooooo take for granted their graceful flits and flows through the air.
Poor things!
The need a little breeze - but gale force chaos had them flailing out of control through the sky!
Two narrowly missed my windshield!
That would have sucked...
I hate picking bird feather out of my grill.
Can't eat chicken for a week.
Why are they trying to fly in weather like this???!!!
Bird-brained creatures, they are!
One strong wiff the wrong way could seriously take off a wing!
In times like these, they need to grow some long, sturdy legs to get them where they need to be gettin'.
That was my prayer for them this morning.
I should have prayed for the wind to stop.
Namaste,
C H E Z
