The wind has been boasting of its strength lately, trying to bully me back indoors. It has been flexing its muscle by pushing over trees, flinging limbs and branches to the ground, and throwing dust into the air obscuring the horizon from ground level to mountain top. It flies through the tree tops with a sound like rushing water. The trees sway and bend, breathing hard in the exertion of nature’s calisthenics.
The air is so thick with dust, that I wonder if I were to travel the sixty or so miles down the highway to the state line, would anything be there? Maybe all of northern New Mexico has traveled by air to this Colorado mountain valley. Certainly the wind has no regard for boundaries. It shows this disrespect in a most personal way when it chases smoke down the chimney into the house, making my eyes smart and my nose and throat burn.
When I was a girl, I imagined the wind was a result of the earth turning on its axis. Should that be the case, the earth is presently a whirling dervish spinning wildly in fits and starts.
I have planted my foot and informed the wind I’ll not be intimidated. I have spring gardening chores to do that will not wait until this tantrum passes. “Hey, Mr. Bluster, enough of this bad temper. Change your face. Your job is to usher winter out and escort spring in. Do it like a gentleman.”
I like how the wind you describe has a personality!
Here where I live in this Colorado mountain valley, the wind, lake, snow. … They all seem to have personalities. They are characters in our story.
Yes, please. Go on your merry way! So tired of this winter!
It seems to be on its way out around here.
This made me smile! Thank you. 🙂
Happy for your smile. Are you writing at all? That would make me smile.
I love how you imagined the wind coming from the earth’s turn. Glad that didn’t occur to me as a child or it would have completely freaked me out.
I wish I could tap into that imagination fully, again.
Your description was so vivid, it made me pull my sweater tighter!
The other day I got out of the car and went around to the back to unload my groceries and the wind blew my hood on to my head. Never had that happen before. Thanks for your comment.
This is really beautiful. It gave me the best feeling while reading it. I needed a breath of “fresh air”.
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I had fun writing it.
This is such great writing. You describe the wind so well I can almost feel it.
I’m glad you thought so. That’s always the goal, though not always reached. Thank you for taking the time to let me know.
I’m not a fan of windy weather. It always leaves me feeling unsettled.
I’m the same. It saps my energy if it persists for too long.
I loved this! You tell that wind.
Thank you. I’m so glad you liked it. Sometimes I just need to sass off, and the wind is handy right now.
I love your description. You piece made me picture lovely Colorado. I’ve only been there once and would like to return. (After the wind died down!)
Here in the mountains, we are in the midst of mud season. My least favorite. I guess it takes a mighty wind to help dry up the mud.
I love the wind, but then I like extreme weather in general, as long as no one get hurt.
It is kind of exciting, but right now it’s like having to deal with a drama queen while trying to get something done.
Very cool, vivid descriptions. I especially liked the idea of the wind being the result of the earth turning on its axis.
I’m imagining a ride at the amusement park. Hanging on and going round and round with the wind in my face.