A flag blows in the wind on the first green on the Irish course.

She laughed at him and said, "To hell with my putting. All I care about performace is 'Does the wind blow in my hair?'."

The icy gust blasts them and they bend to the waist, and their bows blow in the wind.

"We could go to Buffalo," he says, "but 135 years later hate still blows in the wind at Appomattox. Despite the dawning of a new millennium."

"No, the continent," she disagrees. "There are big winds in the Berlin Philharmonic, and a wind quintet will be performing with a mixed program."

"How about the Bob Dylan and Paul Simon tour," he counters. " I hear that Dylan tickets blow in the wind."

"Too expensive," she laments. A mood of changes settles over them when their thoughts sprial down as the economy blows in the wind.

His faces grown pensive, and he looks to the horizon. "Fear blows in the winds of change," he warns her. "Beware the false promise of the new technology."

Undetered, she smile back at him. "When the wind blows in Maine, it is bringing the last storm of the season. I always loved the North-East."

"But," he added unneccesarily, "expect cooler temperatures as the north winds blow in."

"March with the wind in Tulsa City!" she urged. "Their library blows in activities on wind."

"Yes." He looked happier now. "A new project blows in the wind for Wisconsin, too. New utility plans with wind turbines."

Pleased with herself, and wanting to keep his mood positive she added, "And the winds of change blow in Olympica coaching ranks. Blustery conditions are nothing new in High School. Its rural setting makes it easy prey for strong gusts. Early come the winds of change."

"South America!" he shouts. His pleasure is evident. "In Brazil wind energy projects blow in Ceara. The government of the state is, like, totally supportive."

As she slides her putter back into her bag, she smiles brightly. "It was only phantom winds that blow in Bedford. They knocked down trees, cut electrical wires, damaged homes and business." She stepped around the cart and slid into her seat. "But only phantom winds."

He looked back at her in deep appreciation. Normally when allergy season blows in the winds, it brings misery along with rising pollen counts. They plug up his nose, water his eyes, clog his sinuses and provoke enough wheezing, sneezing, itching and the like, his life becomes a misery. Now he felt much better.

They had made their pars, that was behind them. Ahead, well after another 17 holes, there was the promise of ScotPower. They tell us that their wind farms blows in a green era. SCOTTISHPOWER had said this weekend energy had come of age, as it began generating electricity, the first in the UK...

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