It seems as if Mother Nature has lost her mind!! For the past couple of nights the news has been full of tornado coverage from the midwestern United States (79 tornado reports covering 10 states at one point) where the devastation from these monstrous storms has been beyond belief. My heart goes out to the families who have lost their homes and even family members in some cases. I see the images on the TV, but I can’t imagine what it must feel like to stand in the middle of a street totally flattened by the tornado’s wrath and realize that you have lost absolutely everything, including a loved one!!
This has been one of the most unusual winters on record in Ontario where we hang our hats, and last night was no exception. We generally have snow until at least the end of March, if not into April, but all day yesterday we were warned of an approaching storm system with wind gusts possibly exceeding 100 km/h as well as thunderstorm activity. Thunderstorms at the beginning of March?? What the heck?? I sure didn’t get much sleep last night with the wind whipping against the house. It was crazy!!
Anyway, while watching the tornado coverage last night and monitoring our approaching storm system, I started thinking about wind and how we rely on it (when it is behaving itself that is). I thought back to my childhood summers spent on our sailboat and how much we depended on wind. You see, we were a sailing family which meant that even though our boat had an engine, it was only used if absolutely necessary. We weren’t “stinkpotters” as we referred to powerboats. I can tell you there is absolutely nothing more peaceful than sailing down the lake with no sounds other than the wind in the sails and the water rushing by the hull of the boat. Then there is the pure adrenaline rush as everyone scrambles around trimming the sails to take advantage of a good wind while trying to hold on as the boat heels over and the lower edge of the deck dips into the water. I realize that powerboats can go much, much faster, but you couldn’t have paid me to switch places.
As I mentioned in my Memories of Childhood post in November, a couple of years ago my husband, sons, and I spent a weekend sailing in the 1000 Islands near Kingston, Ontario with my parents. We had an amazing time, and it brought back so many wonderful memories for me. I was so happy to be able to share the experience with my kids. As usual, I took pictures non-stop, and on our way back to Kingston I was able to get a couple of action shots of boats sailing ahead of us. Obviously, the wind was the sailor’s friend that day. Hope you like it :). Hmm, I’m feeling a series on wind coming on.