But this concept of personal divinity needs to be put in perspective.
Because if you ever forget, Mother Nature is sure to remind you that *she* is the director of this grand play. We're just stagehands running around with props.
Rain, Heat, and Wind are the main characters in the desert drama. And any grand plan you may have must give precedence to the elements.
My first year, the heat was the main character. Last year, the cold nights had center stage. This year it was wind: Lashing, sand-filled, 70 mph wind that reminded you, without a doubt, that Mother Nature is in charge.
I wonder how many cool costumes went unworn this year? I wonder how many plans were compromised due to the crazy weather conditions?
The wind went from an annoyance to an environmental tyrant on Thursday afternoon.