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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.)
Breeze
Gale
Zephyr
Mistral
Chinook
Mariah
Gust
Billow
Tempest
Storm
Draft
Flurry
Waft
Typhoon
I rest my case. Here are some of those who agree with me, and the wind we love.















1 comment:

  1. Kat, I love you. And wind is truly and ethereal element. It's like fingers from heaven that we feel touching us day to day. Sometimes we feel like it's nothing but restless movement, but when we stop to listen and feel it, we recognize the true beauty. I am a winder!

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