A dust devil spinning itself three stories into the sky above the grocery store.
A hundred seagulls facing into the wind as they bobbed on the choppy water.
Dozens more gulls swishing in the wild winds over the harbour.
A mountain of full-grown trees being brushed by the wind like a Kansas wheat field.
A man holding a slice of tin roof to keep it off the power lines.
It was that kind of windy today.
