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It's called Wind Ridge for a reason. It was howling up here and difficult to remain standing upright. That's Pigeon Mountain on the left and the diagonal trail is Skogan Pass.
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we’re having extreme weather in parts of california. wind gusts up to 65 mph. some of the photos of downed trees destroying houses and cars look like a hurricane hit us. the rivers and streams are overflowing with persistent rainfall and flooding parts of major hi ways and roads. we have another full week ahead of more strong wind and rain. lives have sadly been lost.
Watching the Wind weather says we may have some strong storms coming our way, so far it has just been warm with some rain and clouds shot in North Carolina.
The view from Dream Lake looking up Tyndall Creek to the jagged edge of Flattop Mountain (r) and Hallett Peak (l) on a beautiful winter's day. Wind is the norm in the Front Range in the winter. The high winds create sculpted snow lines called sastrugi which form parallel to the predominant wind direction. Moment’s Notice and I were christening our new snowshoes on this walk, happy as much for the crampons on the bottom as the effective spread of our weight on the snow.
A beautiful day for a walk. Went into town and walked along the River Clyde and came across this cherry blossom blowing in the wind.
Yesterday we took another three hour (six round trip) drive in search of a snowy owl along the New Jersey shoreline in Island Beach State Park. The wind was WILD, gusting up to fifty MPH, and stinging our faces with weaponized sand! We did see one of the two owls, but only managed a couple shots. The owls were exhibiting better judgment than we.. they remained mostly out of sight between the sand dunes and out of the wind. As is often the case, when one photo op closes another opens, and we were rewarded for our foolish tenacity with the magic that results when strong wind disperses the crests of incoming waves and rainbows appear in the spray.
Winds of Change...Featuring Designer Circle with Urban Cherry
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Nonethless, as a voiceless wind-up bird unable to wind the world's spring, I decided to go flying through the summer sky - which turned out to be fairly easy. Once you were up, all you had to do was flap your wings at the right angle to adjust direction and altitude. My body mastered the art in a moment and sent me flying effortlessly wherever I wanted to go. I looked at the world from the wind-up bird's vantage point. Whenever i had had enough flying, I would land on a branch and peer through the green leaves at rooftops and roads. I watched people moving over the ground, carrying on the functions of life. Unfortunately, though, I could not see my own body. This was because I had never once seen the wind-up bird and had no idea what it looked like.
For a long time - how long could it have been? - I remained the wind-up bird. But being the wind-up bird never got me anywhere. The flying part was fun, of course, but I couldn't go on having fun for ever. There was something I had to accomplish down here in the darkness at the bottom of the well. I stopped being the wind-up bird and returned to being myself.
(Haruki Murakami - excerpt from The Wind-up Bird Chronicle)
Took a trip to the NW part of Scania visiting Kullen to see the wind and waves pounding the jagged rocks at the coastline. Managed to time it between two pretty strong downfalls of rain. Next step is to to further north to the west coast of Sweden around Smögen. Seems to be a solid forecast for continued strong winds, so let's see what can be done.