Windy

Wow its windy! I've just been out in the fields south of my place, it's an amazing night out there. There's a force six gale tearing over the island from the south, skating low clouds in over the bay of Biscay and tearing them to streamers over the curve of the island. You'd think it would be screaming, but it isn't, just very, very windy - loud white noise and the cracking of my clothes. I think that maybe wind needs hollows and shapes in it's way to make eddies and build up resonance to make whistling sounds. The fields and cliffs are pretty smooth with nothing to get in the wind's way, gorse and meadow grass chased into small sharp waves by the gusts.

The moon's almost full tonight, fading in and out as clouds slide under it, the air's hazy. I could just see huge white horses through the haze, but I couldn't get close enough to the edge of the cliff to see them smashing into the island. The current of air coming over the edge of the cliffs was too strong to move against. It was a really amazing experience, the sheer force of the wind and spray in my face and tugging at my clothes, the grandeur of the scene. It's awesome to see things as big as clouds moving so fast and pulled apart over the island. Moonlight was the perfect way to see it.

I was only out in the wind about 20 minutes, it seemed longer. It was only when I got home I noticed my heart was racing. My place is small and warm and well lit, getting back to that after the after the cold, wild night was... anitclimactic. It's very quiet despite the music playing, if that makes sense. Lava lamp blobbing away, half built PC on my workbench. Neat rows of spare parts. A normal, homey scene, somehow out of place.

So I guess I'd better get on with it. The PC's a 500mhz recycled AMD, nothing exciting. It's going to be a data entry terminal. I'm painting the case two shades of a honey color with black highlights. Got primer paint all over my hands. So, getting on with it....

Created 2004-10-28 00:52:00 by 180 and filed under introspection