The leaves of an urban morningThe cloth anemometer says: If yer pants are flying on the line, it'll arguably be fun offshore.
Hebrides - NNE 30°, 5 or 6 decreasing 4 or 5. Moderate or rough, rain, moderate or good. Seas are rising & the swell is making giant boulders creak against a bed of slow moving humpbacked raw force. There is wind in the wires, & a premature, fleeting autumnal feel threading through our village streets. I saw a person leaning into their scarf today until the sun glared between swift cloud shadows, & the sea has opened this years bidding for brave souls.
P L A Y T I M E
& lone distant pelagic activities invariably beckon. I may be some time.