If you were unaware, it is in fact the 5th August but no one has told the weather of this fact. You would be forgiven in thinking it was the 5th October. Strong winds reaching speeds of 50mph this morning at 7:48 averaging out at about 30mph, bend the trees into all sorts of shapes trees should not make. The wind pushes me across the car park and on to the coast path. Here Willow Herb and Creeping Thistle stand strong against the strong wind.
The trees over head sway and creek ominously a few Holm Oak leaves falling. I head down past the castle stopping to talk to the dedicated park run volunteers setting up, runners are in for a wild run this morning. Charlock flops over the path down to the globe succumbing to the wind and rain. I walk along the coast path the wind driving the rain into the side of my face like a hundred tiny needles. Tamarisk fronds whip back and forth.
Two Herring Gulls struggle against the wind, wings desperately braced against the wind, though they seemed to be fighting a loosing battle. A Rock Pipit pops up from behind the wall takes fight and is caught by the wind and sent flying into the bank of Gorse, it picks itself back up and try’s again successfully this time. Honey Suckle now covered in bright red berries replacing the white trumpet life flowers, creeps over the top of Blackthorn to the side of the path.
I head back to the centre to watch the wild weather from the office window with a warm cup of tea. Today’s weather is best enjoyed from the café with a piece of cake and cup of tea, or from the Fine Foundation Gallery while admiring Katy and Robins fantastic work.