tarajane

Nebraska's wind is one wicked force of nature. It blows through with unmatchable force, especially on the flat plains in these parts of the state. There's nothing to block it, so it just goes. It reminds me of an ocean wave just rolling along on an open ocean, only it's air rolling along on an open landscape, with nothing but small towns acting like speed bumps.

I am not a fan of the wind when it's cold, though I do appreciate it's beauty. Winter seems to be here today, though yesterday was agreeably warmer. Last night I put on a coat and stood in the middle of my yard and just felt the Nebraska wind blow all around me and into me, until I was too chilly to be out there anymore. It was exhilarating, and livening. Moments like that are what I live for. Like opening up a surprise. I am here earth, I am participating in, and appreciating, your greatness. Feels lovely, and home-like.