The winds are up and little birds are clinging to bare branches trying not to get blown off. All night long they blew and I was surprised our roof was still in tact. We skipped riding bikes this morning. The fava beans and artichoke plant are bending over so far it's hard to believe they'll ever be upright again. Molly was so concerned for the tiny birds that she took a nest we had found a few years ago, filled it with bird seed and set it in the flower bed outside our window. She's hoping they'll make a new nest to shelter themselves. All the orchards are getting pruned around the Shire so Molly brought in some beautiful flowering branches that I quickly stuck in water on top of the piano. I didn't even bother trimming them. I love these first signs of life returning.