Wind it up
What a wonderfully windy day its been in the middle lands of England today. Bracing and exciting - stirring stuff.
I do love weather where you can see the air that supports our lives. We would never have evolved without it, and we certainly wouldn't survive without it. It is everything, and yet humanity takes its invisible medium for granted. But when the wind blows you can see the weight of this stuff, as fluid flows and gaseous eddies writhe against the landscape, and the flotsam and jetsam of naked Autumnal trees exagerates it all the more. You can hear it, with all the energy of a heavily swollen sea-cliff interface.
Its for similar reasons that I love blue skies - that sense of the constituent makeup of the atmosphere, highlighted by the cyan blueness of sunlight refracted through the globe of trapped particles.
But mostly I like the wind. Though, to be honest, the main reason for this is that my wind-tousled hair makes me look like Keith Flint from The Prodigy. WIND IT UP! YEAAAAH!