Monday, June 6, 2011

wind is my favorite

If I had to choose one day from my life to represent perfect weather, I might pick today.  It was neither hot nor cold; perfect for wearing cropped jeans and a cardigan.  The sun was shining but there were clouds and dust in the air that made the light soft.  
But the best part of all was the wind.  The breeze was not timid, but not overbearing.  It danced, whispering through my fingers and gently tugging at the wisps of hair outside my braid.  I love how wind can be so powerful or so gentle.  I love how it seems to have a personality; the way it woos and wanes.  I love how it touches my face and takes the air I just breathed away, off to somewhere else.

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