By ifarmgirl on Skatehive
Super breezy weekend (since Friday night). It's like signal #3 without the rain. The coldness of the air stings. The wind howls and whistles. My brother's galvanized sheets in the yard moved from their original position and almost damaged some of my new plants. Thankfully, they stopped an inch away, or they would have beheaded one of my Blue Pines, lol! Anyway, there was a knock on Dad's door at 10 am, while I was tidying up the sink and the cooking area. To my surprise, it was my high school batchmate. She was looking for her godchildren, my niece and her spouse (who had gone to the city last month). As expected, chit-chats ensued, and she shared that she was worried about them because they had not been attending church for a while. A very thoughtful godmother, I say. "She just had a baby, so that might be one reason," I explained, thanking her for her concern for my niblings. Then she changed the topic to my short, short hair. "Are you sick?" She couldn't hold it, pointing at my head