Susurration
Jun. 12th, 2011 11:10 amThe sound of wind at night is one I find comforting. (As long as the windows have cardboard wedged in between window & frame to stop them rattling.) Although I hate wind during the day – it enrages me in this general I-hate-the-world kind of way. It spoils daytimes but enriches nightimes.
I wonder if the comfort comes from being born in Wellington, where it has a constant presence, where my growing up nights were ones of being snug in bed while it howled outside. But then I think if I truly had a Wellingtonian in the heart of me I wouldn’t hate the wind so during the day. Nevermind.