Wind

As the house shudders from pillar to post I can hear the wind howling up the valley like a demon on the warpath. The wind that has hit our city this evening is flying through the trees with a vengeance stripping every last shred away from the grasping twigs.

Loose awnings are clattering and the streets are getting pelted with debris that was lying safely in yards until the fury hit. This is going to be one wild night as we huddle indoors and hope the things that aren't nailed down are still nearby in the morning.

Yikes but it's windy as the house next door gives another almighty creak. It sounds as though the wind has doubled its intensity, yet it was already at full cry.

I'm off to huddle under the doonah.