Wind is what happens when air falls in love with itself. – Webster 

Like many bloggers, I am inspired by photo challenges and daily word prompts. This week Frank, of Dutch goes the Photo encouraged us to photograph wind. 

Wind? Clearly I have walked this path before, and so I find it is my prerogative to step up to the plate. Before I ever started a blog I wanted to make sure my name generated a feeling and a reflection of who I am.  Wind Kisses fit. Today after rereading my first post I realize while my thoughts have emerged, they remain a reflection of how I live life, and how I love life.  

Today this is what is on mind.  

Strange or not I believe the wind whispers secrets in its own incomprehensible language. It gathers stories, remembers our voices, and carries memories of  yesterday.  

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Navajo Wind Talkers

And isn’t it fun when the wind simply says:“I’ll just set this right here”. 

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Ever been in love?  Like true love, wind can’t be seen, only felt.

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Parasailing in Bavaria

And it leaves us gifts to witness it’s omnipotent presence.

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Antelope Canyon, AZ

Strength?  We get that from wind too, when we resist it, collect and decide that any wind is the right wind.

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Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet, and the winds long to dance with your hair. – Gibran. 

Wind Kisses, Donna

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