On the subject of wind and sunshine...
One of the most wonderful things about living in this particular part of Texas (my exact location cannot be disclosed for security reasons... but it's somewhere in the north-western portion of the state) is that on most days we have nothing but sunshine as far as the eye can see.
Most days, that is. Today it's trying to either snow or rain, so there are clouds stretching across the horizon. And then, of course, there's the wind... which is making it impossible for me to work on the roses today. Oh well, I have other things to do. My list of roses I want to plant someday is almost complete, although I would greatly welcome suggestions as to good varieties to grow.
I don't really mind days like this, but it is a trifle unnerving to look out my window and see the trees swaying back and forth as if they were dancing to the tune of the wind's mournful song and becoming one with it in the music. (I need to work on my book today... it's nice when words flow freely like this.)
To the reader, if there is a reader, I offer a simple quote today:
"There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic."
--Diane Setterfield (The Thirteenth Tale: A Novel)