I love the wind.
I love to walk in the wind.
Last night was "blustery"
To say the least.
I took Monty for a stroll,
upon returning home,
Monty & I beheld a strange sight.
My husband was attempting to fly
my mosquito tent!
Or so it seemed.
Monty took one look and thought
And pumped his puppy legs over to help
And had a serious internal debate
over whether to run for my camera,
or run over to help.
He was attempting to anchor my tent
back to the ground
from where the wind had lifted the pegs right out
He was holding a corner rope,
trying to pound in a peg with his foot,
And trying to keep Monty from attacking the "kite"
All at the same time.
Who says men can't multi-task...if they really try??
Since it is my tent,
I figured I'd better go help
Cause if he saw me with my camera,
He was liable to let the thing fly
With the two of us it didn't take long
To gather up the blown away chairs
and anchor it firmly back where it belonged,
But it was funny
While it lasted!