Weather Or Not

The other day I was visiting with a friend and somehow we got onto the subject of my blog. He had pointed out that I write often about the weather, weather happenings and weather conditions. I had never thought about this before but he was right. I do mention weather, to some degree (pardon the pun), quite often in my musings. So, I thought it appropriate that I write a post about my writing about weather.

Weather has always interested me and fascinated me. I think I have always paid attention to it and remembered it. Subconsciously and without forethought I have always made mental notes and recordings of it, no matter how mundane or uneventful it may seem at any given moment. The seasons and their recurring patterns, anomalies, repetition, all duly noted, recognized and remembered. Without effort or thought. As a teenage reprobate one might have perceived that I did not possess the wherewithal or mental capacity to notice the weather, let alone remember it. But I do remember the weather of the time, in that part of the world. Quite vividly. These days I can’t always remember why I drove to the hardware store, but for whatever reason the weather, then and now, sticks.

I like the weather, it excites me. Even on days when all that happens is the sun comes up, moves across the sky and goes down. On days that it rains, whether thundershowers bowling around like a bull here and there, or a gentle all day drizzle with its soft feminine touch, I notice and remember. I may not always want the weather I experience and I may give crotchety voice to that, but I like weather, even when I hate it.

Lately we’ve heard how violent and tragic weather can be. Weather is to be respected and not to be underestimated. While I have been lucky to live most my life in a part of the country that experiences relatively mild weather year-round, I have and do follow weather elsewhere. And, as I’ve grown and traveled and, recently have moved to a place where the weather is much more demonstrative, I have seen and experienced weather that causes one to pause. Weather can take from you all that you know and have, and I think knowing that further fascinates me. I do appreciate all facets of weather, dangerous and routine.

I probably will not curtail my mentions of weather, not in my blog nor in my everyday conversation. They say everyone needs a hobby to which they are unequivocally drawn, I guess weather is mine. I have dreams of getting one of those cool networked weather stations I can hook up to our home network then track and report weather data at the Casa. For now, however, I will continue to let the day’s weather caress my senses, record them in my memory and relate them in my every day.

Today is a nice day.

 

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