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Psithurism: noun, The sound of the wind through the trees.

It was windy out here on the Oregon Coast yesterday. The sand skimmed along the beach in its hurry to move south. Blustery days like that I prefer to stroll through the woods; not only am I protected from the gusts but I am treated to a symphony as the air rustles the leaves and needles above.

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Categories: Observations

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