One of the things I had to get used to those many, many, many years ago, when I married Terry and we moved to where we live now
Was getting used to the wind. For you see I grew up in the middle of an orchard,
Here, where we live, the wind starts in March and stops around the 1st week in June
It’s not constant —as in never stopping, but it is consistent
Sometimes the wind is playful, sometimes whipping the words out of mouths
Sometimes vicious and mean and ugly, and sometimes just a whisper like lovers’ talk…soothing and caressing, singing a lullaby
I quickly found I love the wind. I love standing outside in the wind and letting it murmuring, or slam into me, hearing it moan, and cry in the treetops.
Wind, water, earth, moon, stars, sun…it’s all a huge part of me.
But I think you already know that. 🙂
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
I love the wind too. I come from hill country on my father’s side, and from the wide, flat windy Netherlands on my mother’s side. Wind is the breath of the world…
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I agree.. I love that idea…the breath of the world! YES
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What a beautiful tribute to the wind on your farm.
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Thank you, George.
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Such a windy spring!
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Always…it took some getting used to years and years ago.
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What a positive observation….well done, Linda!!!!
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Hugs! Thank you, Jo-an
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When we lived in North Dakota we celebrated days with no wind as there were not very many. We are protected here in the trees it has to be a big wind to bother us…it is cold off the lake these spring days when the wind swirls in from the East 😦
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I hope you don’t get a big wind in the forest…that would NOT be good.
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I grew up on the high desert of southern New Mexico and lived many years in flat West Texas. Every spring the wind blew hard and often filled the air with dirt until the sky looked overcast.
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You understand!!
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windy here today, melting all the snow and blowing it to Kansas.
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Cold again today. Sigh.
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Yeah. All the elements… I don’t mind a good breeze, though it makes it difficult to photograph something. LOL! Storm winds, not so much.
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Right on
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Glad you have come to terms with the wind, I still struggle with these winds in NW Texas! I’ve been here almost 37 years and still don’t like our consistent 25-30 mph winds and blowing dust! Maybe I can adopt your positive attitude, sweet friend.
Blessings!
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Blowing sand is hard —hard on the housekeeping, the eyes and beating up the skin. Sigh.
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I do know it’s a huge part of you … Oh how I wish I could say I love the wind, but I don’t. Must be something to do with living on a hill 🙂
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My Mother hated the wind, she said it made her so nervous. I have met many people who agree with you.
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It can make me nervous when it whips through our pine trees ..
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It does Terry also —he is afraid of the branches falling. Which they do sometimes.
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