wind

There's a hurricane out at sea, Level 2 Hurricane. We're feeling the wind here, half an hour from the coast. Ripping winds that rattle the windows and send drafts across my floors. I go out to shovel snow. Blasting wind sweeps my hair around and pulls the breath from my lungs. I see whirling vertigos of snow, little tornadoes sweep across parking lots and driveways.

The sky is blue and the sun blazing, but the wind. The giant swirl of wind.