I look up at the gathering clouds in the sky and dig in deep, bracing myself for the first round.
And it comes.
“Wheeeeeeeee,” says my best friend and neighbour as he swings from left to right; any Yoga rival would be jealous of those flexible, slim limbs.
The second gust comes now!
Truthfully, I’m more than a bit shaken; my friend now swings from right to left.
And now for the third! I can do this all day, hopefully.
While we’re used to pouring rain and sudden floods, heavy winds are quite rare. This is what I imagine the trees outside my window must have been saying during the Cyclone Tauktae that passed nearby. Both are fine except a little bald due to the winds.
The photo prompt has been given by Na’ama Yehuda at the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and the word prompt (Rivalry) has been given by Denise Farley at the Girlie on the Edge.