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We haven’t had any winter to speak of yet, but I did start looking for Mary Poppins when the wind blew in yesterday morning! It was stiff to run against in the dark of early morning, but that was nothing compared to the Whoosh that followed for most of the day at a steady thirty miles per hour with gusts up to sixty. I told the bulls they’d better eat fast before their hay ended up in Nebraska somewhere.

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I had to wonder as I drove off to school whether or not my tires would stay on the road and  spent most of the drive avoiding tumbleweed missiles. I even witnessed a tall flag pole flattened by a sudden blast. You have to think about orientation as you park so that you can push the door open and yet not have it ripped off the hinges. I felt that “bulk movement of air” all day long and into the night. It gave new meaning to the parting of the sea in Exodus.