There is nothing to post about, said the blank sleepy half of my mind. …. Oh yes there is, said the busy more energetic half. ….. Right clever clogs, what should I blog about then? The wind of course, what else?…..Lots of places have wind, people know what wind is like …..yes, they do. You have your experience and they have theirs. I couldn’t argue with that logic. Here is my experience of today’s windy conditions.
I fought with the high winds today to get washing onto the line. Having been slapped around the face a few times by wet washing I succeeded in getting the items triple pegged up, then chased after the wash basket and the peg bag as they whizzed down the garden at a rate of knots.
The wind had got fiercer when the last lot of washing was pegged out on the line. This time, I tried to keep one foot in the wash basket to hold it in place. With one hand I grabbed at the circular washing line; it needed all my strength to hold it. I felt myself being pulled round. The foot in the basket rose, like I was about to do a leg stretch fly-past. I let go of the line and got my two feet placed firmly on the ground. Finding it safer to pick up a garment first with pegs in teeth, I grabbed again at the washing line. Thus, by this method, the job was completed and I chased yet again, at some speed, after the errant wash basket and the peg bag which were making another dash elsewhere.
The problem is, the winds are still very fierce, sounds like gale force has really loudly set in, and I’ve got to reverse the process, unpeg the washing from the line, make sure it doesn’t fly off,and all the while keep myself upright.
See, said busy mind, I told you so, there’s your post. Now go and fight again with the elements. Right, I begrudgingly think, but after that, I am going to let my sleepy mind take over.