And Then The Rains Came...
Wednesday, 4 December 2013 16:32![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dr_phil_physics45°F and raining hard.
There was still snow on the back deck earlier today. It's gone. And from where I'm sitting, the snows are gone from the property, save for a little ridge leftover from the bit of scooping Mrs. Dr. Phil did the other day.
Funny. Over The River And Through The Woods shows up as a Christmas carol. But I tend to think of it as much as a Thanksgiving song as Christmas. The sort of Courier & Ives New England Thanksgiving with ice and snow.
Late fall and winter in Greensboro NC is a season of mud. Cold rain and mud. In Medina, sandwiched between the lake effect snow belts of Lake Erie and Lake Ontario, Thanksgiving was a mixed bag. Sometimes snowy, sometimes brown and rainy. Same as White Plains NY, 27 miles north of New York City.
Hell, once in the U.P. we had a Thanksgiving with the temperature near 80°F! Windy, too. Warm winds in Laurium in late November? One more data point to demonstrate that weather and climate are not the same thing.
As much as I like snow, there is something peaceful in a brown, rainy Thanksgiving -- or in this case an early December. In a way it's a counterpoint to the brown muds of early spring. One represents the shutting down of nature, the other the restart/rebirth.
I've a friend from WOTF XXIV Down Under in Perth. There they are heading into summer. Warm days on the beach looking at the Indian Ocean. I have only travelled a small part of this planet. But I do know that I am built for seasons. Seasons with variety. As much as I love Autumn... And Winter... I get renewed with the breaths and sounds of Spring. And Summers, when I am allowed to have them (grin), are pleasant.
Need. Variety.
I feel sorry for people in tropical climes with minimal variations. I'll take the rains in December.
Even if I am not out in them. (amused-grin)
Dr. Phil
UPDATE: By 5:30pm, it was up to 50°F. And 10:30? 54°F. And in two days it won't get out of the 20s.
There was still snow on the back deck earlier today. It's gone. And from where I'm sitting, the snows are gone from the property, save for a little ridge leftover from the bit of scooping Mrs. Dr. Phil did the other day.
Funny. Over The River And Through The Woods shows up as a Christmas carol. But I tend to think of it as much as a Thanksgiving song as Christmas. The sort of Courier & Ives New England Thanksgiving with ice and snow.
Late fall and winter in Greensboro NC is a season of mud. Cold rain and mud. In Medina, sandwiched between the lake effect snow belts of Lake Erie and Lake Ontario, Thanksgiving was a mixed bag. Sometimes snowy, sometimes brown and rainy. Same as White Plains NY, 27 miles north of New York City.
Hell, once in the U.P. we had a Thanksgiving with the temperature near 80°F! Windy, too. Warm winds in Laurium in late November? One more data point to demonstrate that weather and climate are not the same thing.
As much as I like snow, there is something peaceful in a brown, rainy Thanksgiving -- or in this case an early December. In a way it's a counterpoint to the brown muds of early spring. One represents the shutting down of nature, the other the restart/rebirth.
I've a friend from WOTF XXIV Down Under in Perth. There they are heading into summer. Warm days on the beach looking at the Indian Ocean. I have only travelled a small part of this planet. But I do know that I am built for seasons. Seasons with variety. As much as I love Autumn... And Winter... I get renewed with the breaths and sounds of Spring. And Summers, when I am allowed to have them (grin), are pleasant.
Need. Variety.
I feel sorry for people in tropical climes with minimal variations. I'll take the rains in December.
Even if I am not out in them. (amused-grin)
Dr. Phil
UPDATE: By 5:30pm, it was up to 50°F. And 10:30? 54°F. And in two days it won't get out of the 20s.
