Back home, even on rainy, snowy, or cold days, Scout got at least a morning walk (the worse the weather, the shorter the walk, granted). Well, today is probably the fourth or fifth day since arriving in Orkney where we haven’t gone for a walk due to wind. Today’s wind is about 50km/h with gusts up to 80 km/h.
Yes, I could still walk in this, and yes, she would love it. But years ago I remember hearing a comedian talking about some idiot who tied himself to a tree during a tornado, announcing he could withstand the winds. As the comedian said, “It’s not that the wind blows, it’s what the wind blows.” I remembered that during last week’s windstorm when we were at the foot of my driveway and I saw a branch snap off a tree and land on the pathway we had been about to follow. We turned around immediately.
So, indoors it is. Someone is sulking, and someone else is about to have her third cup of tea of the morning.
Thanks!