The wind is the colour of our seasons. It changes as rapidly as a lady of the night’s undies. The winds mood swings also aid in its change in colour.
The Namibian wind is a fierce and cruel wind. It whips up red and brown sand and spits it all over anyone who dares to pass by. It wraps these poor innocent souls in mounds and heaps of red in order to ward off others who may attempt the walk through the Namib dessert.
The grumpy European wind never seems to see any other colour except grey. This poor wind is not the happiest of winds and always seems to be taking it out on those closets to him; blowing autumns leaves up into their faces. One may think these leaves are all colourful and bright but alas the Europeans have managed to trod all over them making them just as grungy grey as the wind.
Let’s not forget the Mexican wind. Ohhhh and what a wind it is, full of colour and excitement. You may even mistake it for an old over inebriated local. This wind brushes all the tourists with gusts of gold tequila and strawberry margaritas, in the midst of wafts of nachos overflowing with guacamole and salsa. Nothing is more entertaining or friendly than the Mexican wind.
The colours of the wind around the world.
Anywhere and everywhere you go in the world the colours of the wind will follow you bringing an explanation of its location and people. Never underestimate the colour of the wind.
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