It's that lovely time of year in the Sacramento region where the north wind blows, drying up everything in sight, including one's skin.
But, committed to a regimen of running I am, and so I ventured out into the maelstrom yesterday afternoon. Not the best decision I ever made.
In any event, because of the experience I can assure you that Bob Dylan was wrong - the answer, my friends, is most definitely not blowin' in the wind.
On the other hand, Bob was correct when he said that you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind is blowing. And thank you Rick, for pointing that out.