It’s pouring tonight! We’re in the midst of a rainy stretch in the Northeast. Connecticut is as green and lush as it ever gets.
Look out our back windows. Jungle!
It’s just a pain to deal with.
Friday morning is our normal trash pick-up. We’re ‘super users’ this week. Helaine and I carried trash out in the back of her SUV. Doppler came and supervised.
We’ve got a dumpster too. Don’t ask.
Many of you think we are moving where there’s no weather. Not so. There’s just less weather and it’s not as extreme.
Southern California has very noticeable dry and wet seasons. Summers are dry. It gets hot inland, mild closer to the coast. The Pacific’s reach inland is much greater than Long Island Sound’s influence here.
It seldom gets humid.
Winter is rainy season. Depending on how that goes, you get mud slides and/or brush fires.
People in California build in dangerous places, like on canyon walls, because they’re unbelievably beautiful. Homes that make you gasp. Fire danger is factored into your life.
I was never a lover of snow. Remember, while you were checking to see if work or school was closed, I was working. I drove in every storm. I’m a very good snow driver, though I have never been more scared than driving after the October snowstorm.
Beyond that, we haven’t mastered the science of snow. Yes, I can predict it’s coming, but there’s little skill with snowfall amounts. Forecasts are more accurate than ever before. Not enough.
It bothered me greatly I couldn’t be more accurate with snow amounts. If I could have worked longer, or studied more, I would have. It’s just beyond the current grasp of atmospheric science.
I won’t miss snow.