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It was mid-December, and the wind had finally calmed down. The day before, hurricane-force gales made driving along the Front Range a dubious proposition at best, whipped up snow squalls in the mountains and sparked grass fires on the plains.
The planet at this point is telling us to get off, says singer-songwriter David Lawrence. “Shaking us off like a bad habit,” he continues.
Lawrence had been running a holiday-season music event at the Cherry Creek Holiday Market, and the wind had blown all of his decorative trees down the day before. He was thanking his lucky stars that the wind had ceased — a band was playing that night, and he needed calm.
The planet at this point is telling us to get off, says singer-songwriter David Lawrence. “Shaking us off like a bad habit,” he continues.
Lawrence had been running a holiday-season music event at the Cherry Creek Holiday Market, and the wind had blown all of his decorative trees down the day before. He was thanking his lucky stars that the wind had ceased — a band was playing that night, and he needed calm.