#113 The Wind Flies Free
October 13th, 2010
Only one tree stands in the way
The Wyoming Wind Is Famous
In story and song. But we who live here don’t really understand its effects on those who arrive from elsewhere. To us, a 30 mile-an-hour breeze is refreshing. To a person from the mid-west, it’s a storm warning. We see video of winds stripping shingles from California roofs and we shake our heads and say, “Should have used t-locks. Wouldn’t do that.” We never have the doors of our cars ripped off the hinges, because we always hold tight. And so on. The wind is, even though even we occasionally complain about it, our friend, sometimes unruly but known and tolerated and whose company we would miss dreadfully if it ever went away.
October 13th, 2010 at 8:15 pm
First response: Kind of came out as and Awwoooooo… Very nice! Love it.
October 13th, 2010 at 9:22 pm
This is surreal. And real.
August 26th, 2011 at 1:42 pm
Lovely photo… thank you for sharing!
August 27th, 2011 at 6:07 am
Hello Walter
Jut bloghopping the Liberate Your Art swap and blew in on the back of an English breeze to say ‘Nice to Meet You’.
Ann
August 27th, 2011 at 8:35 am
And, “Nice to meet you,” too, Ann!
August 27th, 2011 at 5:17 pm
Love that picture. Is it a painting?
August 28th, 2011 at 7:10 am
walter, i received one of your beautiful cards. sorry i didn’t check in to let you know sooner. thank you!
August 28th, 2011 at 7:57 am
Judee, it’s photograph from atop a mountain called Muddy, looking eastward. The light was, as you can see, right.
August 28th, 2011 at 8:05 am
Better late than not at all! Thanks, Christy.
September 15th, 2011 at 5:41 am
Hi Walt,
That’s a gorgeous photo. It reminds me of a “Group of Seven” painting.
Don
September 17th, 2011 at 4:22 pm
Thanks Don! High praise. England’s Comstock and France’s Monet are among my influences.