Saturday, March 7, 2009

Ill wind with no athletic aptitude.

The wind blew hard overnight and early this morning. Clang clang clang went the baffle in the duct from the dryer.

Cones were driven from the trees,

from spruce and Douglas fir,

and from western hemlock, whose strategy is numbers, not size.

But no matter how much it huffed and puffed, how angrily it shook the branches,

the wind couldn't blow down the soccer ball from the paper birch at the park.

More than bluster required.


Karen said...

Funny! Never seen a soccer ball that color before. You Canadians, always in the vanguard.

cedrorum said...

I know this well. There is a football in an oak tree at the state park we visit. It has been there for a couple of years now; through tropical storm force winds.