I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Winter Winds

"...summer has gone

Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course

The sea running high.

Deep red the bracken; its shape is lost;

The wild goose has raised its accustomed cry,

Cold has seized the birds' wings;

Season of ice, this is my news."

- Irish poem, 9th Century

I have one word for the weather here at the beach...Brrrr!

A gale force wind has been blowing from the north-northwest for almost a week!  First frost as arrived too....but it isn't the cold, though sub-freezing is unusual here in early December.
But it's not the cold....It's the wind.

I fnally got out my mittens...

I suppose a winter coat is next? Darn!

"...And night is long

And cold is strong

In bleak December."

- Christina Giorgina Rossetti, The Months



gone to the beach...