Who knew our beach wind could do angles?
I’ve had this poem memorized since I was very, very little. I rarely feel the wind, or see its work without having these lines run through my memory.
Who Has Seen the Wind?
By Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Tide Line Still Life 
So very simple. So very good. Thanks
Thank you, John!
Love it! Reminds me of the ‘sailing stones’ in Death Valley.
Hah! You’re right! Thanks for the memory jog!