Is there a more lonely, desolate sound than that of the wind howling around the corner of the house? I’m listening to that haunting sound as I’m typing this post, and I’m nearly certain that there isn’t. Not that howling wind is anything unusual for us. When you live in West Texas, you have to be ready for unrelenting 20-30 mph winds with gusts to 40mph some days. And not just in March. So that old proverb, “In like a lion, out like a lamb,” doesn’t hold true here. I mostly love the weather here in San Angelo. We have very moderate winters and lots of sunshine. But we also have this wind. I was born and raised in the desert (Las Cruces, NM),…