Me, Irritated?

This morning we suffered from an excess of wind. I write¬†not of flatulence, but of 35 miles (56 kilometres) per hour gusts tearing into our trees, tossing the tresses of the more slender ones like the weeping birch and the eucalyptus. For those of you in other parts of the world this may not seemContinue reading “Me, Irritated?”