The view from my writing room window is slowly disappearing. It's on the second floor, and the roof right outside always seems to have an odd wind sheer, making a wave-like drift....
I often feel like I should be talking like a surfer dude when looking out the window looks like the hole house is shooting the curl.....and the effect will become even more pronounced when the storm ends and what's on the upper roof slides off the metal....
The rumble of THAT wave just before you find yourself in the middle of a closeout, when the whole world is naught but fast-moving snow. If I were to point a camera out the window on a sunny day after a snow storm, it might make an interesting shot......
*Looking out the window as a sudden gust makes me think about pointing the camera out the window right now....but then an old war wound reminds me how it feels about the snow*
By the way, if you happen to be in one of the New England states getting a whoopin' from Mother Nature today, and you're tempted to take a toboggan down a slope when the snowin's all done, confident you can miss that big oak tree way down at the bottom.....DON'T DO IT! I know from experience what bouncing a toboggan off that single oak tree at the bottom of a long hill can do to one's hand....and the arthritis isn't worth it.....
Now, if you'll excuse me, the reminders of some of my other "stupid pet tricks" are starting to wake up, as if the storm outside is calling them all out to play, and I have some things to accomplish before the much warned about power outages - probably with the help of a lot of coffee and some over the counter medications, to dull the screaming of the war wounds down to a whisper of a memory....
Happy Juno Day, Dude!
I often feel like I should be talking like a surfer dude when looking out the window looks like the hole house is shooting the curl.....and the effect will become even more pronounced when the storm ends and what's on the upper roof slides off the metal....
The rumble of THAT wave just before you find yourself in the middle of a closeout, when the whole world is naught but fast-moving snow. If I were to point a camera out the window on a sunny day after a snow storm, it might make an interesting shot......
*Looking out the window as a sudden gust makes me think about pointing the camera out the window right now....but then an old war wound reminds me how it feels about the snow*
By the way, if you happen to be in one of the New England states getting a whoopin' from Mother Nature today, and you're tempted to take a toboggan down a slope when the snowin's all done, confident you can miss that big oak tree way down at the bottom.....DON'T DO IT! I know from experience what bouncing a toboggan off that single oak tree at the bottom of a long hill can do to one's hand....and the arthritis isn't worth it.....
Now, if you'll excuse me, the reminders of some of my other "stupid pet tricks" are starting to wake up, as if the storm outside is calling them all out to play, and I have some things to accomplish before the much warned about power outages - probably with the help of a lot of coffee and some over the counter medications, to dull the screaming of the war wounds down to a whisper of a memory....
Happy Juno Day, Dude!
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