Oh Winter how are you?
This morning the weather was miserable, a delightful combination of wind and rain. To accompany the weather we had dark too although it was almost 8am.
The bus was packed full of people because we’d collected random passengers from two broken down buses. With a bus full of the sodden the windows steam up fairly quickly.
At that hour of the morning being sociable isn’t always easy and being by yourself is sometimes a luxury. Time to rest your head against the cool window – do you watch inside the bus? Who’s talking?, who’s zoning out? Or you could turn your head the other way and look out the window. I prefer this view – people in cars wondering if they’ll make it through before the lights change?, the relief on the faces of people at bus stops when a bus appears, lights on in houses as people hurry to start their day.
However today it’s distorted by the steam on the inside and the rain on the outside. Water runs down the pane rippling and changing the straight lines of window frames and windscreen wipers making them leap before settling back into their lines.
For those who are brave enough to go by foot they also have to do battle with the wind, well battle with their umbrellas – it’s the umbrellas that are losing the fight with the wind! I am conscious of the fact that I’m questioning why? In this weather I use a hood but know that the umbrella is protecting much more- even if it’s only in their imagination.
I’m fascinated by their dancing, tiptoeing around puddles and other dancers, jumping back from the edge of the path before the inevitable splashing from the cars and buses, their drivers wondering are they mad to be out on a morning like this?
Are we mad to be out on a morning like this? Yeah of course we are! We should be at home safe and warm. However I’m on a bus watching raindrops – safe and dry for an hour