Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it...yet.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Paint With All the Colors...
Upon much consideration, I have decided that the wind is the element blessed with the most and the most beautiful names. Say a few of these out loud and try to tell me you don't see where all the stories of talking to the wind came from. (Some are verbs, some are nouns, some are storms.)
I rest my case. Here are some of those who agree with me, and the wind we love.