Monday, December 13, 2010

13 dec 2010

Summertime ... and the south-easter's blowing ...

All. Day. And. Every. Day.

During the day our massive palm tree sounds like a old-timey wooden sailing ship. All creaky, the rigging swaying and clapping in the breeze.
At night it sounds like breathing. Creak and sway, creak and sway. Inhale, exhale, breathe.

1 comment:

Dani'sfadingmargins said...

I looove wind! However, I left similar palm trees, but was soo willing to trade them for the lovely snowflakes I saw falling this morning!