The wind has been howling for five straight days, which means that there’s a new soundtrack accompanying me whenever I get up the gumption to go outside: Bob Dylan’s “Idiot Wind.” It’s actually not one of my favorites, and is not particularly “hummable”, but the “idiot wind” lyric certainly resonates on these cold, gray, blustery (to put it mildly!) days. Really, it is an idiot wind out there.
Yesterday I walked around the frozen lake and found a few folks who were doing a good job of enjoying the moment. I particularly admired this guy who’d figured out the perfect way to entertain himself while his buddies waited for the fish to bite.
He’d zip across the ice, then pull his sled pack and do it again, over and over. Gotta love him.
And there was a little fancier version as well:
As for me, I made do with a slower pace and tried to focus on the landscape and the geese and ignore the idiot wind.