I think that the weather depicts the colour of the wind. In winter, I picture the wind to be an ice blue colour, drawing out the cold and dark feeling that the season inflicts on us. There’s a slightly eerie and calming feeling about the sound of a strong winter wind. If you listen closely, you can even hear that ice blue colour thrashing about outside, knocking everything out of its way.
With the turn of spring, the wind turns a very light green shade. Light green because it softly starts waking up the flowers, sleepy birds and little insects that are still wrapped up their cosy winter slumber. The wind blows in a fresh, new feeling into everything around it.
In summer, the wind is yellow, glowing as it blows softly over sun kissed skin, ice cream cones and umbrellas. The wind is light-hearted in summer so it laughs as it blows away hats and ruffles skirts. At sunset, the wind is relaxed and drifts about in a warm orange-red tone, perfectly complimenting the mood the sun has set.
Autumn is the season where the wind changes into its earthy tones. There’s nothing too striking about the colour of the wind during autumn. It represents a natural, bare and simple period – almost like the calm before the storm.