"For the man sound in body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously."
~ George Gissing ~
For several months now, in a protective over my plantings kind of way, I have resented heavy wind.
It has felt like a personal affront to my efforts.
And it comes so carelessly, blowing things all around.
But that's what wind does.
Silly me.
I have been trying to control it, and made myself miserable.
When the wind blows, I let it blow.
