Oh the wind

Cowes mast

Bryony on Yarmouth Pier

The wind is so fierce, it’s howling down our chimney and whistling through the doors. ¬†Bright skies pull me outside, but these winds are more suited to a wander down the pier, than a cycle up a hill. ¬†After a few lungfuls of fresh air and some seriously knotted hair, I’m happy to return indoors, curl up with a book and enjoy the cosiness of this stormy weather.