Hounded
Wind! Howling so loud
with Jack Frost’s Angry complaint —
your days are numbered.
Haiku: Hounded
Rob's Surf Report
Where the closest ocean is all in my mind . . .
Hounded
Wind! Howling so loud
with Jack Frost’s Angry complaint —
your days are numbered.
Rob's Surf Report 
Very nice, with the recent weather I can really feel this one. 🙂
Thanks, our new house gets a real howl up between the house and garage; my wife thinks it’s creepy but I think it’s not too bad. We just bought a secondhand toddler bed from a lady who lives in a newer section on the North side of town, and the wind actually whistles through her gutters – it sounds like the feedback from a guitar amp, which is what I mistook it for when I heard it. Now that’s something to be concerned about!
When I was in college at CSU, one of my floor-mates was from Minot. One day we were experiencing brutally cold arctic temps, even for CO. (kind of like we are today) and we were all complaining about it and I remember Jay said we wimps didn’t know the meaning of cold until we had stood waiting for a school bus in Minot in January. =) I think your picture captures that cold…Here’s to an early spring!
Ha ha, thanks – I’d drink to that! I’m hoping that all this terrible weather will earn us an early-ish spring, but part of me fears it’s another “long winter” of the type written about in Laura Engalls Wilder’s Little House book of that name . . . except most of us don’t have to struggle like that, we just have to put up with the cold and the energy bills!
Nice shape on that tree wave.
Right? They look like they grew along with the wind!
They did! They’re beautiful.