The wind lifted me…like wings.

~ Live & Learn

Notes:

  • Photo: A woman’s red tress blow in the air on a windy day in San Sebastian, in the Basque Country of northern Spain.  (wsj.com: Juan Herrero/EPA-EFE, Feb 1, 2019)
  • Post inspired by Ray Bradbury from “The Lake” in Dark Carnival: “I ran. Sand spun under me and the wind lifted me. You know how it is, running, arms out so you feel veils from your fingers, caused by wind. Like wings.” (via Beth @ Alive on All Channels)

 

32 thoughts on “The wind lifted me…like wings.”

  3. Isn‘t this rather a ski-ing shot? The white in the background, the warm coat with a furry collar? The horror of going down a hill totally rudderless???? How do I know? I just do….. 😉

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      1. 😉 – I happened to be on the very snowy ‚Uetliberg‘ in Zurich yesterday, went up in sunshine and it was foggy when I was there…. Walked in my leather boots and promptly slipped and fell heavily on back & backside. A throbbing headache and blues on my body were my ‚reward‘ for this. You see, I can do flying hair without skiing ….. 🙂

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  6. That’s kind of how I feel these days with the static electricity in the air during this cold snap. It’s unusually dry here just now. But this windy day picture would last longer than one quick electric zap. I think she’d better find an elastic band for her hair. Looks quite breezy.

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      1. I agree! I find myself getting annoyed with my sweet dogs when they won’t do their numbers fast enough on these cold days and I have to stand and wait. I put my hood up so I won’t have a hairdo like your girl in the photo, but still, it’s darn cold!

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  11. It snowed again, last night…It has almost completely melted…supposed to have very icy conditions and colder tomorrow…so a person needs to be wearing a hat…///I say oh, Red hair! /// Only at the beach or in western North Dakota in the winter/spring and sometimes summer (assume it blows in the fall, haven’t been there then) does my hair blow…I can imagine how the pioneer and dust bowl women could go mad when the prairie wind pushed against you, stinging eyes & in the white winter the wind drifting snow while hanging laundry and the dust blew in through every crack of the farmhouse, taunting…the howl, the clanging, the whistling call, un-relentlessness..baying ///the red hair women is experiencing an exhilarating moment, Whee!! and I thank you for your share,,,

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