tumbleweed

the wind is doing its best to make a bigger impression than wednesday's rain. reminds me of:

1. taking a trolley ride over the Golden Gate bridge with my parents; between the fog and the wind, it was a miracle we made it across in one piece
   
2. zipping down the hill on a hand-me-down blue bike with bad brakes, on my way to Karen's house
3. the spring day Grace and I drove two hours to the beach, where we huddled in blankets and tried to nap as wind roared and rain sprinkled; anything to get away from grad school pressure for a few hours
   
4. The Wizard of Oz, with Dorothy landing on a witch
   
5. the wind tunnel that exists only at the western exit of our office building
6. trying to walk up a very icy hill to the metro station one windy winter day... it took three tries to get there
7. riding behind my dad on the snowmobile, ducking my head to avoid windburned cheeks
8. watching people parasailing from a cliff in Lima
9. standing at the top of the St. Louis Gateway Arch and feeling sure it was swaying
10. i nearly forgot! sitting at the cafe del mar on the old wall in Cartagena, thinking we could get blown over the side at any moment