Seasons...

And so it goes,

As the wind blows,

The seasons will flow…

The dirt is on the move. Yes, the wind is blowing again today. I look outside and see my neighbor’s yard fly by my house! I invite you in and you can leave me a note on the television, the table, the window sill and even on the floor. There’s dust everywhere! It wouldn’t matter if I rushed around wildly with the Pledge. In a few hours there will be a light powder covering all exposed surfaces.

Dust!!!

Out here things seem to lean. We can tell which way the wind blows most often because the trees slant that way. We just deal with it. You have to put your head down, sunglasses on, and lean into the wind. Our chickens even lean when the wind is blowing. I heard once that if the wind stopped blowing out here for half a minute all the chickens would just fall over!

A tree in the front of the house

Don’t worry about your hair. Just step outside and you’ll get a new hairdo! You’ll get dirt in your eyes and sand up your nose. Keep your mouth closed or your teeth will be gritty. Hang on to your belongings. If the wind gets hold they may end up in the next county! And heed the skirt alert. We don’t all make a pretty picture like Marilyn did!

There’s no ‘cool breeze’ to this wind either. Temperatures are already three digits and it’s not even summer yet. The rainfall, none since October, is in the negative numbers, measuring less than zero. Walking outside is like opening an oven door. Add the sandblast and it’s not a pleasant experience.

June 8 at 6:00pm

Is there any relief in sight? Not until we get a break in the weather. I heard the news call it ‘global weirding’ because of the extremes across the states. While we are hoping for rain others are hoping it will stop. We all just take it, one day at a time.

And so it goes,

As the wind blows.

The seasons will flow,

To help you through your birth,

As you spend your time on earth.

In the wind.

Sometimes summer knitting is a challenge for me. Out here, especially, even a light scarf can make you sweat! I knit in the air conditioning most of the time so the knitting isn’t hot. It’s just the finished projects! I did get some fun yarn on a trip recently. I just don’t know what to make with it!

Thomas Kvist Lambada, 165 yards

Kind of like light ribbon

Mango Moon Chakra, 75 yards

Built in beads...a necklace type thing maybe?

Any ideas?

And so it goes,

As the wind blows.

And so it goes,

As the wind blows…

Dust In The Wind

It’s so windy outside. It’s awful. You go outside and you’re just beat. Your clothes go one way, your hair the other. And if you happen to have anything in your hand you’d better be hanging on! I only went out on the porch one time today because it was so nasty.

There’s a poem my grandmother used to read to us.

“WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND ?
BY: CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing thro'
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.

If someone asked me if I’ve seen the wind I could probably answer with an honest ‘yes’. There aren’t too many trees but the dust and the tumbleweeds fly by! I get so tired of it. I heard once that there was a correlation between wind and suicide. I don’t know if that’s correct or not but I could see how it could drive you to something drastic. Me, I just stay in the house unless I have to go out.

I don’t know if windblown is a mood but that’s what I felt today. I chose a fun fur, dark brown, because of my hair blowing in the wind.



It’s interesting how life might be compared to the wind. Like the wind, life blows right by. There are times when things are going smoothly, like a gentle breeze. There are others when life is almost too much, like a hurricane, blowing and destroying everything around you. And sometimes you might find out nothing worked as you planned and you aren’t in Kansas anymore. The thing to remember? There is always tomorrow. Always a time to start again. As the wind blows.

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.