birds relaxing on the branches outside can barely keep their heads straight against the wind and the water coming down in waves. it is a rather cool saturday. and the windows are all closed now. vashti is whispering over the speakers. it took a while to get the bags with laundry back into the house and up the floors. the drawing i had made for that auction the other night is not quite as bad as i had seen it last morning. maybe it it just time to make another one and then we can talk. i should be packing for the trip on tuesday but even the coffee can not wake me up, not even at 1pm. oh the wind, the wind the very strong wind outside.