We talked about the wind because it was windy. Across the courtyard a man’s scarf was flapping around fit to strangle him.
- H said, it is like a wind tunnel here in the courtyard.
- L said, at least it is a warm wind. Two days ago it was bracing.
- K said, this wind is like the wind in Kansas! When it pushes my coat open I have the feeling I am in Kansas anymore!
They were all right, really. I have also lived and Kansas and was astounded by the strong wind they could muster there.
Mostly I wanted to say that in all of nature the wind is most like water, but I didn’t think that was something to mention right then.
I also have noticed – and it seems banal, however true – that when I wash my hands in cool water in the restroom after hours of working, it is like my hands are having a drink.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
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4 comments:
Love the small talk about big wind. There is something about falling water. Also giving my hands a little warm bath usually relaxes my face. I wonder why Sarah?
It's like the pain in your side drawing attention from the pain in your knee.
A little warm water hand bath is a wonderful thing. It used to be how I'd entice my kids to wash their hands well.
That was a wonderful post on wind! You are a wonderful writer!
Tickled by "I am in Kansas anymore"! Love this wind talk. Love knowing what you didn't say.
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