We first moved in to our home in March of 2012. This year we have lived here for four years. Settimio was the first one in our family to celebrate his birthday here. Our house was still so sparse and there was much unpacking to do!
We have spent four winters in this little house by the bay. One winter we had a light dusting of snow that melted before the kids came home from school. This winter has been by far the wettest I’ve seen here. There has been almost constant rain and we’ve had our little road flood numerous times. There has been standing water on our road almost the entire winter. It will slowly drain away only to be replaced a couple days later with more rain water. At one point the city closed the road and had people come in to fix the drainage problem. The back field behind our house has looked more like a lake than grassland.
Last night we went to sleep with the wind blowing and howling through the trees up and down our little valley. We live just outside of city limits on a little plot of land between two bays. The bays lie North and South of us, East and West of us are two hills. We live on the lower end on the West hill. So, when the wind gets blowing it just whips right through here, it can be pretty amazing. Quite a few trees have fallen this winter and knocked out electricity for a time. The power company is pretty good and usually gets the electricity back on quickly. I don’t think we’ve gone longer than one night without.
Throughout the night I woke to the wind blowing against our little house. At times I worry that the trees might fall and land on our roof but they seem to be pretty sturdy.
This morning I awoke to the wind blowing and Ophelia telling me to come look at the water of the bay blowing up and onto the road. Water on the road is not new, but never before have I seen it come from the bay side. I came out to see and there looked to be two little waterfalls flowing from the bay down into the road.
There is a little hill built up by the bay, presumably to keep the water in or out depending on your point of view. I heard that before the road was built the water from the bay came all the way up behind our house. Beautiful, scary, and amazing this wind has been.
I love the noise and watching the clouds fly by, the bright morning sun breaking through the clouds illuminating the earth making anything with a wet surface shine like liquid silver.
It truly is beautiful and you can feel the power emanating from the elements. I’m surprised we still have electricity, though oddly and unexpectedly we don’t have water. A water main has broken but thankfully crews are on there way to restore them. As I sit here writing I can hear the mighty wind whoosh through while my chickens cluck and bawk at the inconvenience of it all!
Days like this I love to open all the windows and doors and let the fresh air flood in, giving the house a much needed cleansing. It’s a wonderful feeling lying in the warm bed with the baby softly snoozing beside me feeling the cold, clean air around us.