For the first time in more than a week, I visited my spot while the sun was still above the horizon. It was nice to actually see the flowers and trees in full color and hear the birds singing (no offense meant to the crickets).

What wasn't so nice was the wind. At night, it's a mere breeze punctuated with the occasional gust, but in the afternoon and evening, the wind doesn't simply blow, it blasts. Anything not nailed down either falls over or flies away. The list of items I've seen topple or tumble includes gloves, sandals, doormats, paper bags, potted plants, and the fabric-covered gazebo (it went down two months ago).

Since a photo wouldn't do the afternoon wind justice, I took short video of its effects on one of the neighbor's blossoming trees. The song clip is from Haydn's "Wind Quintet Divertimento No. 1 in B Major".