Chicago's got nothing on Fort Collins...
Wind is a crazy phenomenon here
which has been the cause of many sleepless nights for me.
(I've been up since 4:00 am.)
It's not how it feels when it buffets the house,
but how it sounds on the approach.
You can anticipate it in a similar manner to how you can see a
wave swell coming toward the beach and then breaking; except,
it sounds like a Mac Truck coming up behind your Honda Civic.
I'm officially heightening the Small Pet Alert to Red...
Unless you want to look like you are walking a kite, skip it this morning.
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