Tuesday, November 9, 2021

What is so rare as a windless day?

        One of the stories that Joanne liked to tell was the adjustment she made from living in the St. Anthony Park neighborhood of St. Paul, to Concordia College, Moorhead. MN. There were two major adjustments. The first was topographical. The flat campus on the banks of the Red River were a big change from the hills of St. Anthony Park. Even more of an adjustment was the incessant winds that swept in from North Dakota.

     As a boy growing up on the windswept prairies of eastern South Dakota I would look in amazement at pictures of snowfalls in New England? Snow piling up on the top of fenceposts? I'd never seen anything like that. The only snow on top of fenceposts that we had was when the snow drifted deep enough to cover the fence. 

    All of this came to mind when today was so windless that lakes and ponds were like mirrors all day. Sometimes that happens in the morning but rarely all day. Usually the wind blows shortly after sunrise if not before.  Sweet day!


Takk for alt,

Al 

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