cuckoos after Storm Hannah

Sweet to hear the herald of summer in the aftermath of Storm Hannah.  36 hours of bruit and deluge.

Out here, they said Severe Storm Force 11 gale. Changing direction, then settling for north. The dwelling here is sideways on to the ocean a field away, due north, and was shivering and trembling in the onslaught. No sleep to be had.

Then sheer bliss to wake late evening to utter silence. Sheer utter relief and ease.  Hopefully the last serious storm for a while.

My small efforts at a vegetable garden have suffered, but there are still deep enough roots to recover. What has come off worst, with its huge wings of leaves, has been the splendid, outrageously foreign gunnera that some imaginative person planted here.  Wind blasted but time enough to renew. Also the nettles, which we have in abundance, are blackened.

Hearing the cuckoo was delightful! Also an old friend from way back, not heard here before, the grasshopper warbler, reels his fishing line in without a break. and always the skylark - oh and a swallow diving and dancing between the cables.

So walking on into summer. Setting seeds in trays, planting out. The wind took all the labels so am waiting for the second leaves to emerge to identify.  Knitting on for baby food for the truly needy. We have so much. Enough and to give.
And a peacening after storm, travelling the world on youtube, fingers flying in yarn with the cats sleeping.