#PacificNW There is gusty wind, just enough to make the lush meadows around my house dance. Whorls and curlicuques flash as the tall timothy and orchard grass stems and seeds bend to the path of capricious air. A ripple forms in a broader swath of rye grass as a stronger gust bends a full line over far enough to strongly reflect the sun. Sweeping briefly one way and then another, quick flashes transfering seamlessly among directions. An undercurrent of tiny yellow flowers accent the solid bass.