Ever since I was a little girl, I've been interested in the weather. I remember being in 5th grade and wanting to be a meteorologist. I would open up my parents' encyclopedias and read about any word I could think of that had to do with meteorology. When watching TV, I would actually sit for hours just watching The Weather Channel. My parents had a big screen TV and I would stand in front of it (and in front of the meteorologist) and give my parents the forecast.
Our weather lately is I think like most of the US. One minute its sunny, not too cold; the next minute its rainy and dreary; then last Saturday I left my poetry group and snow flurries were coming down. Where was my camera, YIKES, when I needed it. At home.
We had snow on the ground for a few days, but most of it melted.
Today in Princeton, New Jersey the weather report is...
Fair and Windy
|UV Index:||2 Low|
|Wind:||From WNW at 20 mph |
gusting to 29 mph
|Pressure:||29.64 in. |
The first photo I posted above was from Sunday evening. We were on our way home from a Christmas Party, and we noticed about a mile away these lights. The sky seemed to glow from a mile away. You might have thought an alien ship had landed. Actually we thought of National Lampoons Christmas Vacation when we stopped in front, and laughed so hard when my flash did not even go off!
Below I snagged this photo from an online weather camera. The turnpike is about two miles from our home...
Emma, I too shared a love for reading encyclopedias. My father got talked into buying a set from a door to door salesman. He and I enjoyed them for years. I loved reading about everything, but one thing in particular, I always remembered the giant Redwoods in California. I finally made a trip to San Fransisco and had my picture taken next to one. I also was threatened in elementary school, because I would bring them for 'show and tell', and read things. The kids told me if I kept bringing them, well, they would beat me up! So I stopped.
Now the internet is another 'encyclopedia' favorite of mine, as well as the many books we have on food history, and such!
My sweetie grew up in NYC, and his family would ski each year. I grew up on the lakes of Texas fishing, and we did not have 'real' snowy weather, mountains, money (I believed only the rich went winter skiing each year), nor did I have a passion for doing so. I looked down a black diamond skii hill once in New Mexico, near Albuquerque, and thought, you have got to be crazy to go down that steep thing! I did sketch it though. He keeps his skis handy in the front storage, or by the front door when we get enough snow to go cross country, well, a'cross our back common area.
Call me crazy, but after spending forty plus years in a state that is known for the heat, and shadows cast on the ground by passing clouds...I love the cold weather!