Before the storm...

The minutes before a storm... It is fascinating how at first everything is dead calm and quiet. And then suddenly the sky turns all grey and heavy. Soon the wind starts. First a little shy huff. Followed by bigger huffs to soon be a continuous strong storm wind. The trees are bending, the bushes moving. Erratic, strong. Like they want to shake something unwelcome off. And then the rain comes. Big drops soon turning into a heavy shower almost hitting the ground horizontally. Nothing is safe. Things tip over, falls with bangs to the ground. Tumbles across the garden to smash into the walls and stay still. Branches are breaking... We are crossing fingers that the tomatoes will stay tied up.

And at this time I was photographing my latest quilt top pinned on the clothes line. Needless to say it was going absolutely bananas in the incoming wind. Wild like a loose kite. I wish I could have gotten the focus just right but I think the pictures speak for themselves anyway. It was a magic moment. And for the showing off of my stripy blue Tilda quilt I think she is doing dramatically well so far. What do you think?

Kärlek
Annette

PS The tomato plants did stay up but my geranium flower plants tumbled over. Luckily they are an easy save. The storm was longed for. Finally the air is getting fresh and crisp again after a week of that sticky gooey Mediterranean heat wave that we have had.