The state where I live features generally temperate weather. (We tout 300 days of sunshine annually, after all.) That said, sometimes it blows.
A cold front ripped through in the past 48 hours, stirring up winds of 30-40 miles per hour, with gusts 10-20 MPH faster. According to one local news outlet, 90 flights experienced delays at our largest airport due to wind along with another 65 cancellations. The state issued red-flag warnings for increased fire danger in these dry, blustery conditions, and crews had to scramble to contain at least two quick-spreading brush blazes. On the walk to lunch at mid-day, I watched the wind yank off one eighth-grader's cap, yet he he was miraculously able to grab the hat in mid-air before it sailed to Kansas. I'm not sure which looked more remarkable: his satisfied grin or the pompadour of his wind-whipped hair.