The weather continues to be grey, windy and extremely wet – horrible. However, even though we seem to have been oppressed by cloud and water for months, there are signs it will not always be so. Walking back from Cambridge city centre towards Trumpington I passed a verge where snowdrops had come out. I always think of them as the first growth of a new year and a sign that spring will come (eventually).
They lift the spirits
Another day of heavy rain and I escaped into a coffee shop. So many wet coats, so much moisture that hits the cold of a single glazed window and then condenses. It creates a nice fug that emphasis the difference between the warmth of inside and the inhospitable weather of the outside.
I wonder what the word is to describe this concept?
The weather is really messed up. Storms and flooding in Britain, incredibly mild in Scandinavia, and unfeasibly cold in America. I like this map I saw in my Twitter feed.