Ah the wind...don't ya just love the wind? Me? Not really...
The prevailing wind in this case has been coming from the west pushing weeds from last fall along with it...until something blocks their progress...like a fence.
It reminds me of one of my favorite Louis L'Amour books (and DVD) Conagher. Notes tied to tumbleweeds are found by Conagher and all the other lonely cowboys on the prairie...written by a woman expressing herself in the only way she knew how in a now lonely world after her husband is presumed dead when he didn't return from a cattle buying trip...he was never seen again.
Conagher is quite intrigued by the notes and seems to fall in love with the writer without ever meeting her...but of course he does.
As the pile of weeds grows higher, escapees make it over the top rail...and on they go along their journey...to wherever they may be stopped again...
I checked, but I didn't find any notes tied to these rambling wanderers. No, I'm not disappointed...I already have the best man I could ever hope for ;~)
Linking up with Friday Fences blog hop at Life with Jan and Jer.
Have a wonderful weekend!!