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Friday, June 5, 2020

Headwind

Okay. Picture them a little more tousled and windblown . . .

The wind blows in Southern Alberta.

And I don't mean blows in the modern 'that really stinks' way.
Although it's true.
No, I mean blows in the old-fashioned 'wind is really strong' way.
Because it blows.
Hard.
From the West.
And constantly.
One never quite gets used to it.
Even when one is raised with it.
It's . . . irritating.
People try to cope.
They make jokes about it.
Like the farmer getting out of bed hours earlier than usual, telling his wife that he needs the extra time to drive to the next province because that's where his land has drifted to.
Or being able to tell how old a person is by the direction and angle of their leaning.
Wind is a part of living on the prairies.
You just do the best you can.
When my husby and I lived in our first home, a mobile one, we were careful to park it East to West, instead of North to South.
That gave our home a marginally better chance of not being rolled.
Yes. The wind is strong.
Case in point . . .
I had been to town with my (then) four kids, ages 6, 5, 2 and 0.
We pulled up to our house.
I should point out, here, that our little home was newly-built and stood at the top of a small hill, clearly exposed to the prevailing breezes.
Which were . . . prevailing.
And the 2000+ trees we had planted in rows about the house were years away from providing any actual . . . wind break-ish-ness.
We got out of the car.
The older two boys made a bee-line for the house.
No sense in standing out in the open to be pummelled by God's natural sand-blaster.
I unbuckled my two-year-old, Duffy, and lifted him from the car, then turned and unclasped the baby's car seat.
Then I turned back and reached for Duffy's hand.
I missed.
He was eager to get to the house and was already following his two big brothers.
He had just reached the front of the car when a big gust of wind knocked him flat.
But it didn't stop there.
No, it continued to blow, rolling him over and over, across the yard.
“Mommy!” he shrieked.
I didn't dare set the baby down for fear of the same thing happening to her, so I ran after him as fast as I could, still lugging the car seat.
It was like a scene out of a movie.
Little boy doing a tumbleweed impression while his mother, hampered by yet another child (with carrier), runs after him.
I'm almost sure I saw Charlie Chaplin do something similar . . .
I managed to catch my son when he snagged against the corner post of the garden fence.
He was shaken up and dusty, but otherwise unharmed.
We grow them tough in the prairies.
Now we'll just have to work on growing them heavier.

2 comments:

  1. I'm picturing this story (Charlie Chaplin style) and laughing, but I know if I had been you and my child was tumbleweeding (is that a word?) away, I would have been panicked.

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  2. I suspect that wind was called a lot of things - and that none of them were Mariah.

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