Wild
When I first ventured out of the house on Sunday I was dreading braving the weather. It was raining and the wind was howling around the eves of the house to the extent I feared I might be blown clean off my feet once outside.
While the wind did make walking to campus difficult, there was something strangely beautiful about the way it blew the tree branches around, already with few or no leaves on them. I guess the phrase to use would be wild, and despite being in pretty much the centre of Leeds, for a brief few moment I was somewhere else entirely. Has to be one of the bonuses of wintery weather 
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Niall Said,
December 5, 2006 @ 1:34 pm
It was worse in Bradford all this week. Thought t’was blowing a hurricane a few days ago.