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Re: Re: Kabu,
LOL...scared right out of his pants!!!!
posted by
Kabu
on November 4, 2014 at 6:20 PM
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Re: Pat,
I can just see those tumbleweeds!
You've reminded me of a time--I was 17, we were camping in Big Bend National Park. It may be hot all day, but the temperatures drop to damn chilly when the sun goes down, and as I stood in the little oasis campground, a breeze blew in off the desert, warmer than the night air, and it felt like a mother's embrace!
posted by
Ciel
on November 4, 2014 at 5:45 AM
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Re: Kabu,
One windstorm long ago, a friend of a sort was camping out in a trailer in our driveway and I worried about that because we had many tall fir trees all around us. He said, no, he was fine... and yet every time a big branch came crashing down somewhere, within seconds of the crash he would be inside checking to see if we were all right.
posted by
Ciel
on November 4, 2014 at 5:42 AM
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Re: FormerStudentIntern.
It's like the feel of motion, after you've been standing still for a while. Maybe that's what feels liberating about wind. I remember the time my boyfriend and I hitch-hiked across country one summer, and after a day of standing still we got a ride in the back of a pickup truck, sitting up on some wooden steps, looking out over the cab as we drove through Yellowstone Park. It was, in retrospect, terribly dangerous, butoh, it was grand!
posted by
Ciel
on November 4, 2014 at 5:38 AM
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I used to love the breezes and gusts that blew across the desert
country of eastern Washington when I was a kid, even though it sometimes blew sand. Got a kick out of watching the tumbleweeds jump free and go rolling.
posted by
Pat_B
on November 4, 2014 at 3:23 AM
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Wiley always says how he loves the wind...I guess it concerns me somewhat. Tree branches falling, damage done...but then there are wind chimes on the deck outside of the bedroom window and they are as lovely to listen to as a lullaby.
posted by
Kabu
on November 3, 2014 at 8:35 PM
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I feel free when the wind rises. There is something about it that I find liberating, not sure what exactly.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 3, 2014 at 4:42 PM
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