Elsewhere I have commented on a ‘rain-washed sky’, and here, wind-washed air, both yielding clarity.
‘The wealth of biological detail on the tundra dispels any feeling that the land is empty; and its likeness to a stage suggests impending events. On a summer walk, the wind-washed air proves depthlessly clear. Time and again you come upon the isolated and succinct evidence of life.’
Source: Barry Lopez, Arctic Dreams, xxiv