is for wind
Last night before I went to bed I took a final look out my windows at the moon. From the perspective I was at, for a moment she was hiding behind the dancing branches of trees. And I thought what a wonderful game that must be.
I’m always fascinated by wind in trees, whether the branches are bare or leaved.
There are gentle movements across trees that look like sweet wind kisses, or serious shakes that feel scolding, and all manner of things between. Sometimes it feels like I’m eavesdropping on conversations, and other times I think I’m being invited into the games. On really windy days when the trees are bending and twisting I sometimes think I hear laughter, and the branches seem to be waving at me and calling come play. And I can catch the excitement. I feel as if I could simply spread my arms and fly.
I love this Rumi quote:
“The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take that in,
that wind that lets us live.
Breathe before it’s gone.”
Here’s my index card for the ICAD challenge.
So tell me, are you a kite flyer? A windmill watcher? A wind whisperer? Live in the Windy City? Ever follow your hat down the street? Do tell – I love to hear.
I completely agree that it’s fascinating to watch the branches dance with the wind. 🙂
Dancing partners of the first degree. 😉
Oh I love your adorable icads…the placement and color is awesome!!
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Thanks – and hugs and giggles right back at you.
Just love what you are doing. The wind is wonderful and so full of energy.
Beautiful magical powerful wind. Thanks for stopping by Elizabeth.
I love wind and breezes. I’m not unlike a dog who loves to stick her head out the window and let my ears flap with the current! I’m in bliss on a speedboat. Lovely ICAD colors.
Oh Andria I love that dog-in-a-car-window image! Wishes you lots of joyful breezes and lovely winds.
Beautiful card. Really captures the feeling of the wind.
Thank you, and thanks for stopping by.
oh my goodness I love that pink card with the tree! It is so sweet!
Thanks Dianne. And I appreciate you popping by to visit.
I love your index card. I am a wind person, lucky for me because we live in what is known as the windiest city in New Zealand!! I often think about the stories that the wind carries along. I love the term wind whisperer. LOVE. 🙂
Oh how delightful Natasha! I’m in Chicago, known as the windy city. In truth it acquired that name early on for all the hot air the politicians were blowing, but we’ve long reclaimed it as an honor to the natural wind. Kite flying at our lake front is serious fun.