I remembered the other day that I used to want to be a meteorologist when I grew up. I have no recollection of why I wanted to be a meteorologist. I don’t remember particularly caring about the weather as a child. I only remember that there was a meteorologist on a local TV station who … Continue reading Meteorology
Wind buffets the house. A neighbor leans into the blast as she walks up the sidewalk with her arms wrapped around herself for warmth. I didn’t think it was that cold out, but she wears a white puffy coat with the hood up. This morning my husband and I sat in the living room with … Continue reading Blustery day
I want to learn to read the clouds. I want to know the names of all of them and what weather they portend. Until I get a book, I’ll just share some photos and information I find online. I saw these clouds on Tuesday, ahead of two days of flooding rain. I believe they’re stratocumulus … Continue reading November clouds
A hurricane blew through yesterday, or the remnants of one. Zeta. So many named storms this year we’re into the Greek alphabet as well. It rained all night and all morning. In the afternoon the rain stopped and the wind blew. Not too bad — maybe 20-30 miles per hour for a couple of hours … Continue reading Moonlight walk
I keep a well-being journal these days. It’s like a super deluxe version of a gratitude journal. Each day gets its own page, and each day I record things I’m grateful for, moments I savor, beauty I appreciate, stuff I laugh at. In this well-being journal, I also record the weather. My brother told me … Continue reading Feel the weather
Butterfly Mind 