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This morning on my way to the ICA, when I reached the woods, I found my way blocked by a big tree. It was a bit annoying. However it was nothing compared to what KSP and Jonas went through, out at WoopWoop. I just walked into the woods, in between the trees and through the stubbly grass and back onto the track. I didn’t have to keep any little chickens warm or go to Nyköping and buy a generator because the power went out.
As Mirinda said, thank goodness it didn’t happen mid-turkey cooking on Sunday.
No, this tree was merely awkward.
My first thought, on seeing it, was that, perhaps the MTB people had caused it to weaken by digging around, under and/or through the roots but, as you can see by the photo, the tree snapped rather than toppled. Maybe an elk pushed it over.
Later, as I was returning from the ICA, a big branch was also blocking the track, though it was small enough to step over. It would have inconvenienced a stroller or bike, but not me.
So, the weather remained very windy all day. Mirinda took Emma down to the Baltic in order to count some birds. Freya and I stayed home because we feared being blown away.
Speaking of birds, one was blown into the glass panels of the glassroom and died. We left it for a while, in case it was just a bit dazed but, no, it was an ex-bird; gone off to join the choir invisible. It had snuffed it.
Earlier, I saw a crow trying to fly into the wind but only managed to fly backwards. I’m not exaggerating, it was actually blown backwards. After a few wing flaps, it decided that walking was a better option and headed downwards instead.
It was last seen walking down the footpath with its wings held tightly against it’s body.
On her bird watching walk around Trosa, Mirinda reported a general downturn in avian numbers. She also said that she’d had a 15 minute Swedish conversation with a woman and her dog. The woman said she slept with the dog and her husband snored. Among other things. The dog didn’t say anything about her sleeping arrangements or the husband’s snoring.
Weatherwise, it was a wild old day but at least it didn’t rain.
On the writing front, I installed a bit of editing software which told me how sloppy my writing can be. Marvellous.
And, for reference, here’s the fallen tree from the other side.
Late in the day, we had an email from Kerstin asking us to take down the posters for the show that was scheduled for Friday night. Sadly, no tickets had been sold so it had been cancelled. Very sad, particularly as I was looking forward to it.
