You can feel and hear me, but you can never see me. I can be cold. I can be hot. Sometimes, I carry things from place to place. I carry fluffy orbs of dandelion seeds with a hot breath in the summer. I carry crisp, orange leaves with cool fingers in the fall. In the winter, I carry millions of tiny snowflakes to make your rosy cheeks tingle. I can also mess up your hair in the spring...or anytime .....