Today is a tumultuous day.
The wind is tossing our fruit trees to and fro. It's blustery and intense, and then still for a moment or two, and then blustery and intense again. It's on again, off again cloudy. The sun shines beautifully through the leaves and branches, and then is covered by a blanket of dark forboding clouds.
My moods today are about as tumultuous as the weather. One minute lonely and sad, the next a little playful and silly, and then dark and down.
Everybody has a day like this every once in awhile, but today it's my turn.