By Michelle Wyckoff
Wind. Merriam Webster describes it as " a natural movement of air of any velocity".
Wind comes in various degrees. A peaceful calm breeze on a sweltering summer day is something few things can equal, except a nice glass of freshly squeezed lemonade to enjoy along with it. Then comes the dust devil, which I see quite often, right out my kitchen window . Perhaps I'm not the only one to witness these little bursts of dancing dirt. Next we have gale force, then a twister (which is something I always thought resulted from the expert handling of a hoola hoop by a ten year old, or a Milton Bradley Junior High party game) or, as most call it in real life, a tornado, followed by a hurricane.
I've sort of seen a tornado or two in my life. In fact, just last week I saw five or six while on my weekly jaunt to see my grandkids for a couple of days. We watched the old movie Twister with Helen Hunt and Bill Paxton. It was magnificently real and nearly scared the life out of me! I happened to pass by a mirror when it was over and my hair looked like I'd stuck my finger in a light socket! That was just from watching the movie. If I ever actually saw one, I would probably age ten years in ten minutes. I'd never be able to look in the mirror again!
May you be living the good life Kim Harris!