This morning I'm looking out from my recuperative pit at cloud formations in the east Leeds sky. Groupings of altostratus forms, each uniquely shaping, some of which to my mind's eye bear a remarkable resemblance to people and/or objects. For instance, currently through the middle part of the bedroom window there's a cloud shaping of … Continue reading Faces in the Clouds
The 2nd February is Groundhog Day. An occasion citizen's of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, observe the behaviour of local groundhogs as they emerge from their burrows. In particular their reactions to that day's meteorological conditions. Folklore decreeing:- If it’s cloudy on first leaving their burrows spring will arrive before the vernal equinox. If it’s sunny then the … Continue reading Boss Hogg Day
Tuesday 17th April - Yesterdays rocketing temperatures in West Yorkshire meant I was able to fulfil my much awaited re-entry into the world of horticultural maintenance. Solar rays bequeathing us warmth hitherto unexperienced in 2018. Heat of such ferocity if you sat close enough to a fire pit it was just about bearable enough to … Continue reading Weather Sucks; Wetherspoons
Uninvited, unexpected, unwelcome and under our skin, heavy snow is once again 'gracing' the populace of West Yorkshire. Woken by my spouse Karen's singing as she ironed, this morning I jumped out of bed to be greeted yet again by a carpet of snowflakes...... It's no good, I'm going to have to get that flaming … Continue reading Rhyming Conundrums
Sitting here surveying my garden through an icicle framed bay window, the scene of snowflakes laying gently on a chaste white lawn plays out in front of me. Exuding a serenity akin to witnessing the aftermath of a vigorously shaken snow globe, this sight bestows cathartic qualities of calm and silence. An inner tranquillity that … Continue reading Shaking of the Snow Globe
According to meteorologists and a local pensioner's bunions, the icy temperatures strangling the UK show no sign of relenting in the coming days. Originating in Scandinavia and dubbed the 'Beast from the East', this meteorological front is currently acquiring more column inches than any other news story. Apart, that is, from Saturday's English rugby defeat … Continue reading Beast From The East
Yesterday morning, I woke to a festive scene of a snow scattering in the village of East Ardsley, Wakefield. Despite the presence of winter sun, zero centigrade temperatures outside of my mother's house meant this covering wasn't in any great rush to abate. It's procrastination at melting requiring villagers to take extra care on ungritted roads and pavements. There wasn't a great deal … Continue reading What The Dickens Are You On About?!