Whether or not we want to admit it, the weather does a number on us. It is usually part of our daily conversations, we bitch and moan when it is cold, we bitch and moan when it is hot and then there is the lack of sun. It has been an incredibly rainy and overcast spring in Michigan. One of the three wettest springs in history not only in Michigan but historic flooding in Iowa and other midwestern states. It has done a number on crop planting and most people waited until the last minute to buy flowers and vegetable starts because it was just so chilly and damp.
There is much conversation about weather, climate change, global heating or however you choose to describe it. There is no doubt about it that things are changing and more rapidly than most scientists expected. It will affect the way we do business, grow our food, the areas we live in. Change is inevitable with the climate and we can expect it to impact our lives just as much as policy makers in Washington. Much like a Supreme Court justice, Mother Nature has a life time appointment.
I have lived most of my life in Michigan with cold, snowy winters, wet springs and hot, humid summers. That was the mantra unless you lived in the UP and had about a month of summer. We were used to the predictable cycles and relished the warm breezes of fall or the stretch of 80s weather in the summer with blue skies and absolutely no clouds. Those days on Lake Michigan with the hot sand and diamonds shining on the blue water, priceless. It all seems turned around now. 50 degrees in January, tornadoes in March, no snow until February. These are our new normals.
Living in San Francisco was a treat in many ways but the weather, oh my. If there is a day in Michigan with a cool breeze, warm sun with no clouds, I call it “San Francisco” weather. Granted there was February with the rain coming down sideways and the bone chilling dampness that no layering could warm up. I remember feeling like a rotisserie chicken in front of my little wall heater trying to stave off the chill of a rainy San Francisco February day. I miss the fog. There is nothing like it. Watching it roll in and envelope the city was a thrill. My apartment window had the Golden Gate Bridge perfectly framed in it and often half of the bridge was covered with a layer of fog.
Maybe I have been in a funk because every Thursday and Sunday, my days off, have been rainy days. Literally, for 6 weeks it has rained so I’ve not been able to geocache or do anything without getting soaked and driving in the rain is my least favorite activity. People are jerks when it rains and less cautious even though rain is just as dangerous as snow. So here I am complaining about the weather that I have no control over, ha. Today the sun is shining and we will all comment on “Finally, a sunny day.” Humans, we are so predictable unlike the weather. Mother Nature rules, get used to it.
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