Today is the middle day of a spring Nor'Easter. The 'blow' day. ('One to grow, one to blow, one to go.) I love the grey air and the wet thrash of the wind. it feels like something is happening, Or like something huge and benevolent is leaning down from the sky. And it smells so good, even here in the city. And it reminds me of being a child, on an island where weather could mean no ferry service, Nobody could come or go-- no matter how much you paid, or how much you had been planning on it, you were stuck. And no newspaper! Wind does that. Not the rain, which does not matter.
Here and now, my nose hurts when the weather changes. My knee aches too. Our bodies are the accumulation of the lives we have had. The past stacks up in our bones. It does not forget us.
I love that even in the city, there is no getting away from the weather. Every person is huddled under an umbrella. They don't all stop to see the water drip from the daffodills. Some of them never even look at the sky. But I do. I remember.
Here and now, my nose hurts when the weather changes. My knee aches too. Our bodies are the accumulation of the lives we have had. The past stacks up in our bones. It does not forget us.
I love that even in the city, there is no getting away from the weather. Every person is huddled under an umbrella. They don't all stop to see the water drip from the daffodills. Some of them never even look at the sky. But I do. I remember.
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I sure to miss storms. I've been living in California about 14 years now, and we've had thunder a grand total of twice. We've had only one big storm all that time, and the number of "hard rain" events could be counted on one hand by a clumsy carpenter. My mother (who lives in Maine, which apparently is the Land of Storms) laughs at me, but I really do miss having weather. Clouds are a rare event here. It's just plain silly.
Some people would think nonstop sun and clear skies would be good, but it's just so boring and plain and uninteresting. (And dry!)
We have hot and dry from June to October or so, then cool and wet until February, and mild and mostly dry until summer starts again. Around the edges, we get back and forth weather, hot then cool again, until the heat comes and doesn't leave for months. The rain is less loyal.
When the heat comes and the rain falls varies a lot, like this past winter where the previous summer hardly blasted us at all, but the rains never came either. El Nino and La Nina can change our whole weather pattern for months, too.
Even the hot and dry times vary, with earlier in the summer having the cool foggy morning gray marine layer, burning off into deep clear blue. Whereas late summer there isn't the morning cool as often, and the sky gets pale and sometimes yellowish if the winds aren't there. In the rainy season, any given day might be gray or dark or full of fluffy clouds, or even so cold the clouds go away and there's black ice from the sprinklers in the morning. Plus the shadows move and the whole flavor sunlight makes December feel very different from March even if the weather and temperature is the same.
California varies a lot depending on where you are too. The Bay seems to have so much more seasonal variance to me, compared with growing up in SoCal. In the South the heat sets in early, and inland areas do tend to be relentlessly sunny and stale for far too much of the year. I prefer Bay weather where our SoCal-style summer might be just a couple weeks here and there, amidst cooler times and with the marine breezes keeping things from getting too hot. But in the Bay we don't have the hot hot Santa Ana winds in the late summer/early fall, I sort of miss those, even though they come with fire.
While I like to visit places with more extreme weather, the incredible advantages that come with our year-round mild climate make me content with having to appreciate only subtle changes.
Go M's!
Dave