THE COLOURFUL windsock swung at a dizzying pace when the storm returned. Although wind can't be grasped, its impact was strongly felt Good Friday evening and all through the night in Surrey, BC.
Multiple branches, mostly evergreen, littered yards and roads before dwindling down to a gentle ruffle by Saturday afternoon. Harmless now, it was a reminder of its violent potential. The wind is indiscriminate about life in its path. The air needed cleansing and the dying branches needed to be swept from the trees. But I’m left wondering where the sparrows and other creatures that started to build nests hid during the rampage and how many survived Mother Nature roughly cleaning house on Easter weekend.
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