I love to awake to the wind in springtime. The wind blew wild on Wednesday; my eyes opened at the sound of its dark and solemn music at four a.m. I lay and listened and watched the dull blue light of dawn blow in ever so slowly. After I pulled myself from my warm bed, I pulled on my sweats and went for a walk. I had wrapped an old winter coat around the warmth of sleep and enjoyed every last bit of it as the wind spun around me. I watched the trees sway and felt the music of the wind vibrating on the long and graceful branches of the ancient trees like so many violins. And the water. There's nothing more amazing to me than the wind moving across the water, blowing diamonds of light into shadows and shores. It is a silent movement, and it is magical. And the smell. I love the smell of the wind in my clothes. It is pure and clean and all its own. I love the thunder and strength of wind. It is the pulse of air, a proof of some mysterious, musical life that penetrates everything. It is the soul of the day, dancing, tapping my window, dancing. Come out and play.
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This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBless indeed!
I could envision myself walking in the early morning and experiencing the wind as you described. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteLovely post! I love a good windy day and walking with my dog Max. Especially the Fall with the leaves blowing about :)
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ReplyDeleteThe vibrant force of nature
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
i like the tips of the branches. it's great that you were able smell the freshness of the wind.
ReplyDeleteOur house in the US backed to woods with ancient trees. On windy days I could here the wind sing in the tree tops. Sometimes I imagined hearing voices, native Indians singing their ancient songs.
ReplyDeleteAt my parent's home I loved nothing better than snuggling up in bed at night with freshly laundered sheets that had been hung to dry outside, the wind playing with them in the sun, leaving that certain sun-kissed fragrance behind. Priceless.
This one I could always trade for my busy life at work. I love being with mother nature. Beautiful! Sandy, do take pictures of the trees again with leaves sprouting anew. Happy WS! Visit our WS 4, too. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteNature is a wonderment to be enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your thoughts.
You're a prolific blogger. How do you manage to post so much? This was lovely.
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Sandy, you were caught up in a truly poetic moment when you took that walk. Your words are beautifully written and deeply moving to my heart. You should write this out in poetry form...it is so nice.
ReplyDeleteA very goodly post indeed and a wonderful blessing...
ReplyDeleteIn a moment of comedy, if I may, on Friday, we had a wee storm go through my neck of the woods and the wind, for the first time in ages, literally "howled" as it passed the electrical wires... and I thought, "Man, the wind can be kinda scary..."
...then I read this. :)
This reminds me of when I would practice soccer near some woods. When the wind picked up for a moment, the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind almost sounded like they were applauding.
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully written and so descriptive Sandy.
ReplyDeleteI also love the wind (as long as it's not bitterly cold). It softens the edges of nature and changes our perception of any given moment outside.
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