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summercomfort ([personal profile] summercomfort) wrote2003-11-12 11:19 pm

Wind

Windy City -- when it's 40 outside and the winds are gushing at 46mph.... erg. I can deal with cold, but the wind is just yucky. What's funny, though, is that the wind has been sweeping leaves into whirlwinds all day (leaf: fly at face!), and when I came home from anime club tonight, it has left this perfect semi-circle of leaves
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Windy City -- when it's 40 outside and the winds are gushing at 46mph.... erg. I can deal with cold, but the wind is just yucky. What's funny, though, is that the wind has been sweeping leaves into whirlwinds all day (leaf: fly at face!), and when I came home from anime club tonight, it has left this perfect <a href="http://www.tidepools.org/photos/Chicago/leaves1.jpg">semi-circle</a> of leaves <a href="<a href="http://www.tidepools.org/photos/Chicago/leaves2.jpg">around the doorstep</a>. Plus Alexis' cloak and hair reached anime billowing standards on the walk home, which was all too cute. We were all waiting for her to angst and flashback, but the mood was spoiled by some Shorey guys coming out of the gym in shorts and t-shirts (While I'm huddling) So I guess the wind has some good effects after all.

[identity profile] kitsuchan.livejournal.com 2003-11-12 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I could try to angst and flashback now, but I don't thinkl it will be nearly as dramatic, sadly. No wind and no cape. And I'm too sleepy.

[identity profile] eptified.livejournal.com 2003-11-12 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Must...borrow...digicam...

Ah, you youngsters. Back in my day (first year spring) we had a windstorm so bad that you couldn't go outside for the flying debris. Also the plastic sheeting covering the side of Bartlett (then undergoing renovation) ripped free and made huge weird white shapes in the air as the wind snapped it back and forth. Thems were the days.