One of my favorite things about autumn is the wind. So many people will complain about it, and frankly, they have a right. It's pesky, it's teasing, it's capricious, it seems never ending some days. It's also unquestionably powerful and soulful and full of laughter and delight. And I love what it does with the trees. It causes them to twist and bend, to sway and reach. And the leaves scurry along the roads in little packs, like miscreants taking over a town.
The wind entices you to either stay inside where it's warm and comforting, or it calls to you to wander through woods and fields, letting the wind whip around you in a frenzy. So much to enjoy in the changing of the seasons...
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