Musings

All-weather

We had an eerie defocused pre-dawn, then things cleared and I moved leaves around in sunshine. Now, the wind’s kicking up, and the first of two waves of cold-cold is coming in.

Tinge- and time-shifts

I looked at these roses and thought pretty!, as I enjoyed the ombré color graduation. Then, I looked closer and thought, ick!, as I realized they were past their prime and a bit withered.

That’s kinda like today, which began with light overcast that became heavier all day. Finally, rain began somewhere around 6pm initiating full murkiness.

Foggy became sunny

Foggy, foggy this morning.

Sunny afternoon, although this Mahonia is on the shady side of a building.

Weather watching (again)

Clear and cold, and getting colder through the day. Nice morning glow, no?

Broken pattern

This morning we headed out on an errand and I noticed several houses had shrouded shrubs, mostly a white material, but sometimes black. A bit farther along, I noticed another black shroud, but it looked funny, so I looked closer, and discovered it was a covered motorcycle.

Selfishly

We’ve had lows below freezing recently, and we’re headed for highs in the 70s. Aside from the implications regarding climate change [huuuuge], I’m looking forward to it.

Lucky me

I was lucky today. We had rain off and on. Without planning, every time I went outside it wasn’t raining.

Revel in the good times

The promised cold rolled in, yet it wasn’t staggeringly chilly during the daylight hours as the sun did a good job of radiating heat. During darkness, well, that’s a different story.

Yikes

This was our day…wind blowing leaves around and dusting the sidewalks with acorns, too.

Here’s an iced stone bench at the Canyon Rim Visitor Center at the New River Gorge last week. It is representing (suggesting? hinting at?) the cold predicted for us for the next few days. A low of 21°F is expected tomorrow morning, even colder with the wind chill. That’s brr, but brrrrrrrrrrr for ATL.

Closing the loop

Snow granules. Indeed, we found snow in Asheville, not enough to be visible anywhere but odd spots like cracks on our car’s body.

We fitted in one more loved-ones stop in SC, and zoomed home, negotiating one last Atlanta traffic slow-down en route.

So glad we went. Turns out that we managed to find the best weather window that there was, although we didn’t know it at the time.