01.16.08

if i close my eyes, i see the wind as mighty waves, thrashing and crashing into the walls of my little place. tonight is filled with sounds of leaves shuddering and an occasional trash can being thrown violently across the driveway. i've always been in love with wind storms - the raw energy, the way the air fills my nose and lifts my hair into swirls of knots, the safety i feel inside as it rages outside, the way it demands attention, the little discoveries it carries and leaves in my yard...there's something magical about it all.