The Breeze

"Well I got that green light baby, I got to keep movin' on.
Well I got that green light baby, I got to keep movin' on.
Well I might go out to California,
might go down to Georgia,
I don't know." JJ Cale, Call Me The Breeze

The wind has taken control today, blowing in from the west, bringing all kind of things of strange manor... flying balls of natural debris alike. When the wind blows from the west trouble is usually a brewing, a storm perhaps?