Today I tried to follow the wind. I wish the wind had a color, but it likes to hide. It is shy. Maybe I could pour food dye so I could see it, but my brother said that you can’t put food dye on a gas. I don’t know what he meant by that, but I’m sure the wind wouldn’t like it, anyway. The wind is very important. It pushes the rivers, and helps sailors reach their destination. My dad has to point the sail so that the wind knows where he wants to go. That is what he said.