Mistral is on a tear.
It is the third day of rampage.
Today he wants to break something
A hapless pepper tree is a target.
He bends and twists him at improbable angles
Rips his green berries
Sends them to fly off then fall in the gutter.
Late blooming oleanders fold in a heap
As raging gales whip them.
A distressed little magpie
Cries somewhere in the pine above
while mistral screams through wires.
Cold wind and headaches
polished lenticular clouds
plastic bags airborne
trash run amok
grit in teeth and eyes.
Dirt devils guard graveled roads
sails of sand ply the beach
The sun scorches without warming
The Med sparkles shivers
Of the bluest kind but no smile.
Boats fight their mooring
Some win
Yet lose.
Freedom becomes death.
Mistral is dealing pain
unbuttoned or undone 
Yeah, okay, it has been a wee bit breezy, but you guys get so uptight about a breath or two of wind.
Mais ta poesie, c’est autre chose, toujours magnifique.
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Really? A breath or two of wind?
Wasn’t it AnElephant I saw wrap his tail around a tree to keep from falling over because his trunk was holding on to his hat? And didn’t AnElephant sneeze enough sand from his said trunk to build a sand castle? Arrumphh I say, mistral is freakin’ breezy!
But thank you.
Et merci pour toutes les fois ou tu me sauves du vent mauvais. Et pour l’essor que tu me donnes.
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Hope you’re keeping dry. We’re being hammered here, too. Nasty bought of bad tempered fury.
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Yiikes! Mistral brings no rain just ill tempered, furiously unpredictable winds that fray nerves after two days. Keep the galoshes handy.
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I loath wind. Everything gets too charged.
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It does make me antsy after a while. Like a day! Under 50 km/h is not too bad. Above that it’s a pain… knocks sprites around too, you know. I’ll tell you about that sometime.
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You marvellous tease 😉
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Always impressive.
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Indeed mistral is impressive. Raw power unleashed.
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I meant you.
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Oh. Thank you D. Big smile.
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Is that blue thing an upside-down boat?
Our oleanders just quit blooming this week. All the plants are shutting down to survival mode for the rest of the summer. We’re supposed to be getting monsoon rains; but instead we’re just getting winds that feel like being tied to a giant hair dryer sitting in a kiln. Plus, are dragging in enough humidity to steal away all the oxygen.
Yeah desert.
I remember visiting the Med almost thirty years ago. It was surrounded by scrubby, desert-like hills. I can’t even remember the names of the towns we visited, or the village we stayed in.
I do remember swinging down a mountain at top speed every day in a VW Golf. I remember the cool stone of the village. I remember my first cigarette and how I learned to eat pasta.
I remember the old, little man on the public beach, naked, arms akimbo, showing off for the pretty Italian girls.
I remember a bottle of Coke cost like a thousand dollars.
I remember thinking I wished I could see the sea from somewhere besides the bloody goddamned beach.
I hope for another try. Until then, thanks for all the weather reports. 🙂
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Thank you for the memories. 🙂
Perhaps it’s time to make new ones.
My door is open and I have a spare room. Just saying.
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Omg I’m so there!!!! Though I may be on the run from the law, travel funds a bit short and all, gotta be creative nowadays…
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Yes the little blue thing is an upside down boat. It cracked on the jetty, its contents were neatly piled up in one section of the beach.
The Med is apparently organized…
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Well, yes. No need to be untidy.
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🙂
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Wind gives me headaches, too. Thanks for the link to Green Comet.
rjb
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You are most welcome. I love the way you explain clouds without taking away their wonder.
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