When I look out my window today, the sun is shining and even though there are a few clouds and a bit of wind it is quite a nice day. Yesterday started off the same way. Beautiful weather in the morning. And then the clouds came in, dark and grey. The rain began to fall, at which point Oswin decided it was time to come indoors again. The temperature dropped a bit and I thought it would be prudent to close my upstairs windows. Didn't need to freeze in August you know.
I had a party in the evening. Because of the herring jazz festival. Last year I got myself a lovely raw herring with onions, this year I didn't even make it to 8pm, before going home. I was not feeling my best (more on that probably a little later in the week) and thought that rather than being a grump in front of a lot of happy people, I would go home. About an hour later, as I was watching telly, Oswin didn't like it anymore.
The wind was whipping up a storm and there were noises from all around. The howling of the wind, the creaking of the building, the slamming of the mail box. Her ears were going this way and that and she was not comfortable in the least. Although she did finally relax a bit and go to sleep. Only to be disturbed by yours truly when I went to bed.
This morning as you may have guessed, the storm has passed and Oswin was her old self again. Dying to get out. And when she did: well, the photos tell their own tale don't they? Needless to say that there might just be a little less jam this year!
PS: all photos were taken before eight in the morning. When I was outside in nothing but my pj's! Now if that is not trying to be dedicated to blogging, I don't know what is...