colour of the wind

There really is a bit of a storm going on tonight. I kind of love it when it's a bit windy. When I was a kid I used to pretend that I was Pocahontas, and that the wind would kind of speak to me. The funny thing is that I sometimes still catch myself doing it. For one second I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I love nature, so it's nice when nature reminds you of it's existance.