Goodbye Angus!
Storm Angus seems to be moving on - or wearing itself out. But this morning when the farmer tried to go into town for the morning papers at half past six he could not get out of the drive.
The wind, which was very strong during the night (once I have taken my hearing aid out I can't hear it) had taken a huge branch off one of the Scots Pines at the side of the house and laid it across the drive. As I went into town to meet friends for coffee I took this photograph. Sorry it isn't very good but the farmer is very camera shy and would not pose for another one, so it was this or nothing.By the time I returned home at lunch time it had all been cleaned up - looked as though Santa's elves had been round.
I suggested to him that with the wind that strong I was worried that a branch might fall on to the roof. He just said what was the point in worrying about something like that - you just have to 'take what comes'. Oh how I wish I could be like that. I am am a worrier - and worry about every possible happening. Are you a worrier or do you take everything in your stride?
I try to worry about the things i can change and let the rest go.... I said i 'try'... i'm not always successful.. :) Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteI'm a 100% worrier when it comes down to the wind, a legacy of the 1987"hurricane". I've been known to sit up all night through stormy weather.
ReplyDeletePat, we are having our second day with very, very strong winds. I hope to stay on the ground when I go out later to take care of errands. I joke about that a bit, but was once knocked to an icy sidewalk by a large air borne bag filled with McDonald's garbage. True story. The bag landed atop me, and I couldn't move. Two young gents came to my rescue, removed the bag and helped me up. And asked, "Did you lose anything?"
ReplyDeleteStill makes me smile. It was like being part of an animated cartoon. xo
If it's weather, I take the attitude there's nothing I can do about it and all the worrying in the world isn't going to stop anything happening. When it's my family, and things affecting them on a personal level, then I can worry for Wales!
ReplyDeleteI try not to worry unnecessarily but certainly worry about gale force winds and remember, only too well, the evening back in 1987 that my husband and neighbour's husband cut down two large conifers in the dark, that were beginning to be uprooted and falling toward our garage roof. During the afternoon the neighbour had noticed his lawn undulating as the wind gathered strength and the trees began to lean dangerously.
ReplyDeleteMy motto to my children and friends is do what I say and not as I do ;) I have worried my life away. Weatherwise, nothing worries me more than ice storms.
ReplyDeleteI still worry somewhat when we have the monsoon deluges about my roof. I have had two very bad leaks !
ReplyDeleteNow I have a man who checks my roof before and after the monsoons. So I feel empowered and much safer.
Worry never has solve anything for me as it is out of my hands and whatever problems do arrive I can deal with them. It seems when I do worry about something it is never as bad as I though.
cheers, parsnip
Worrying never worked for me. I guess I am a "deal with it" person.
ReplyDeleteI worry here every time the winds pick up - even more when we have ice storms! We are surrounded by very old huge oaks and other hardwoods (took all the tall pines down 15 years ago after a hurricane put trees through our roof and flattened my car in the driveway), all of which scare me to death. Yes, I worry about things like this - you know how we gals love our homes and don't want them damaged or destroyed. Glad you had nothing serious to contend with. . . . . and a strong hubby to do the clean up, haha!
ReplyDeleteMary -
This post sort of ties in with my comment on your previous post. I am not a worrier but if a sensible approach is required like staying fully dressed all night (as my mother and I did in high winds on the farm) it was so we were prepared and ready to take the necessary action if required rather than being worriers as such.
ReplyDeleteMuch flooding here from Angus... The journey into work was rather fraught
ReplyDeleteThe farmer looks as though he is scrumming down. Is he a hooker?
ReplyDeleteI am neither a worrier nor an idiot who takes everything in his stride. I am in the middle.
I'm a worrier, a serious one
ReplyDeleteI try to use worry to motivate me to be prepared. Once prepared, I don't worry very much.
ReplyDeleteI gave up worrying and making too many plans when 7 years ago my husband died completely out of the blue at 41 years of age. That put a stop to quite a few plans we'd had together, and ever since I am reluctant to worry too much about the future - can't know what it'll bring anyway.
ReplyDeleteObviously from your replies there are different kinds of worry and the sensible ones are those who worry about what is really worth worrying about (Rachel for example) but worrying about things we can't change is a different kettle of fish - not that that makes any difference to those of us who worry. Thanks to everyone.
ReplyDeleteI too am a worrier. When grandkids are driving back and forth from University to home for the holidays and visits....I worry till they get here and worry till they get back safely...I "worry them home" :)
ReplyDeletewhat a man....I have one here like that...the potter!!
ReplyDeleteI had thought you were going to tell us about a cow from Aberdeen.
ReplyDeleteI'm a person of action...Terry is the one who thinks and thinks.
ReplyDeleteLinda