Why I hate September

I loathe September. Hate it with a passion that is quite unusual for me.

The last two years, September has brought massive storms, bringing down trees by the dozen across my property, crushing fences, tearing out soil, leaving great gouges in the tracks and knocking branches off my precious, 100-year oak trees.

So, as the end of the month approached I thought we would get away with it. I’ve been watching the forecasts, relieved when none of them mention winds greater than 30kph. I thought it would be all right, I really did.

And today, the weather forecast was for rain, up to 10mm.

10mm.

Oh, I really hate September.

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