There were other things I probably could have been doing this morning, but decided on a whim to use the vat sitting in the garage. It was ready to go, and it wasn’t storming as predicted. Fortunately, I had the morning.
I’ve been watching the weather maps and keeping an eye on warnings all morning. Weather like this makes me a little nervous these days. At the moment, I’m hearing some rumbling in the distance. It seems to come and go like the little bands of sprinkles that move through.
A little culture & “vocab” in context:
wind – kaze – かぜ・風
windy day – kaze no tsuyoi hi – 風のつよい日
風雨 – ふうう- fuu – wind and rain;
強風 【きょうふう】kyoufuu – strong wind
暴風雨 【ぼうふうう】boufuu – storm
風師 【ふうし】boushi – wind god
Also a proverb:
Kaze ni atatta mono wa kashikoku naru.
The wind in one’s face makes one wise.