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The Calm after the Storm

I took this photo the morning the storms arrived - can you see the whirlwind rising into the sky?

Today everything has calmed down, thank goodness - so I thought I would take a walk round the village and see if much damage had been done.  The lanes were littered with branches - good news for those of us with wood-burning stoves. Gathered a big armful of kindling on my way round.

I found this row of Elder trees all leaning very precariously, they were mostly dead - well, if they weren't, they are now.

I also found several freshly dug Badger holes all around their sett - they obviously wanted to get further underground out of the wind.

Amazingly, this Rowan tree with pink berries, managed to hang on to them all despite the gusts.

And this Gorse bush was a welcoming sunny sight after being stuck indoors for most of the week.

Back at home I spotted these Raspberries defying the winter cold.

And this Jews Ear Fungus which had decided to sprout on one of the logs in the store.  Gruesome or beautiful - I can't make my mind up.

The wind has also lifted the roofing felt on our shed, so that will need repairing, before the wind can do any more damage.  If it's not one thing it's another!  Hey ho.


  1. Red sky at night or morning?? If morning, then the warning was obviously apt - very red means very bad, presumably. It's a fantastic photo anyway!
    Those fungi look as if they are made of jelly...Raspberry jelly! :)

  2. That tree is listening to you, Elaine. Very, very intently. Careful what you say.

  3. Glad the winds are easing in your neck of the woods. Still quite breezy here. I really like that log, it looks very decorative. Reminds me of the head and neck of a llama, decorated with garlands, or am I allowing my imagination to run away ?

  4. When Mother nature lets loose, we should all take cover like the badgers! Hope your village recovers quickly!

  5. AHA! Found you under a different guise...there's no escape...I'll track you down! MWHAHA!!
    Those Fungi ears are quite interesting, not seen those before, facinating to look at.
    We sure have had some bizarre weather this week in ol' Blighty, at least you got firewood xx

  6. GREAT photo! I do see the whirlwind. Aren't storms like this something? Your shed roof was damaged, but all the berries stayed on the trees. Crazy. Glad things have calmed down.

  7. Beautiful photos again. The bright red sunrise is indeed beautiful. The wind must be on world tour. New Year's Eve we had gale forces. No damage here, thankfully. I am glad that you are now finally able to comment on my posts. I did enable the translator, but you use English anyway. I'll be enjoying your comments.

  8. It sure was a wild week to start the year off! Lovely photos. Flighty xx

  9. I'm fed up with the wind. I think it's followed us from Orkney. I do like you fungus photo. My sort of thing, Elaine.

  10. I like the fungus photos. Close ups would be good. Great photos and I'm glad the storm has passed. xo Jenny

  11. I am pleased to find your blog today; it's my first visit and I enjoyed reading your post very much.

    I love the Jews Ear Fungus - I have never seen this before. If you were to crop that photo, there would be a very nice 'character' shape complete with an ear and a nose (or, maybe it's just me)! ~D

  12. Gode billeder.
    Træls når stormen ødelægger noget.
    Tak for kigget.

  13. Beautiful images - especially of the red sky. And the picture of the leaning Elders reminds me of Fangorn Forest from the Lord of the Rings!

  14. Glad to hear no major damage done Elaine, clever badgers though eh!

  15. Boy, the winds have sure had their way with your village! Isn't it amazing to see what survived like those pink berries?


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