Yesterday was a beautiful, high skies, sunny day with interesting whirls and swirls of cloud high up in the deep blue ( Read more... )

The wind is blowing.

It's warm.

The sunset is roses and gold through scudding clouds.

In spite of the wind, there's a stillness to things.

The heat's been lifted and the smell of growing things is thick.

It's a good night for this song: "Giggling Again For No Reason" - Alanis Morissette.

As time slips onward towards the solstice and the sun sets earlier and earlier every day, the weather is finally settling in full into winter mode. The cold is bitter, though it never reaches the deep cold of the Midwest. It's the windchill factor more than the actual temperatures that make it feel like sharp knives are cutting through coats and ( Read more... )

Sadly, that picture is not far off ( Read more... )

See that icon up there? That's what winter is supposed to look like. Pretty snow ( Read more... )

Winter is breathing down Autumn's neck with icy breath. The last two mornings, standing water in shallow pools has been covered over with a fine network of ice, long, sharp fingers striating the surface of the puddles. The grass and the edges of leaves are furred with white and the air pinches my cheeks as I walk between train or bus stations and ( Read more... )

The weather turned last night. We've been having a spate of warmer days and nights, very pleasant with sun and pretty leaves and bright blue skies. Halloween was wet and warm and then the last few nights, there's been a bit of a cold snap and this morning is actually /cold/. It's 39F right now and I'm watching the leaves just /rain/ down outside ( Read more... )