The 15 mile per hour winds have come to San Francisco. I abhor them. They blow my not-too-short-not-long-enough hair all around my face as soon as I peek my head out the door. They destabilize me as I walk to and from the bus stop. And, they whistle through windows open just a crack to let the air flow.
But, this Spring Wind is my favorite place to pick up Chinese medicine herbs that are so good for me and my body. And, help to reduce the wind in my chi. Oh, the irony!
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