This morning, I got an e-mail from my weather app announcing what they call a “wind advisory,”  which will remain in effect until 3 p.m. Saturday. I was warned about winds that blow down trees, limbs and power lines and threaten “high profile” vehicles. These wind will range from 20 to 30 miles per hour, maybe up to 50 miles per hour,  I wonder if I am a high profile human, and might be blown over as well.

Old men with heart disease are often advised to stay indoors and peek out the window to see when it’s safe to go out and get the mail.

I did go outside, I wanted to see this new cold front blow across our little valley, and I was rewarded for my  troubles. I think I will venture outside again tonight, to call the Bingo game at the Mansion, and also tomorrow afternoon, to see my class read from their work at Battenkill Books at 2 p.m. I feel kind of brave and strong this weekend.

And I love what a wind advisory looks like, the air so fresh and cool, the colors so vibrant and alive. I wonder if we shall ever again live without advisories that tell us what we can see.