Sometimes a picture really does say more than a thousand words.
I’ve long been fascinated with weather. It affects all of us all the time, from the picnickers forced inside because of rain to the farmers frantic over a drought or early freeze.
Today we in Central Illinois are looking forward to the arrival of a cold front. Our forecasters promise us it will bring cooler weather and much lower humidity, two things that spell “relief” in the dog days of July. Since clouds are the harbingers of weather changes, I turned my camera skyward to see if they’re going to be right:
“It’s supposed to drop down to 56 degrees tonight…”
Okay, can I just tell you how envious I am of you, Debbie?
Today the humidity was so wretched, I wanted to pass out. While walking home from the grocery store, it POURED rain. But I didn’t even care, I just let myself get soaking wet because it felt so good 🙂
Love your photos! I adore clouds!
“My late dad used to call wispy clouds like these mare’s tails.”
Yes! That’s EXACTLY what they look like!
Enjoy your cooler weather, dear lady. And please send some to Philly 🙂
Ron, hang on, dear friend, for I do believe relief is on its way to your area! Should arrive Thursday or Friday, just in time for your weekend.
From what I hear, the humidity is soooo much worse in the city (something about all that concrete and all those hot bodies!). Here, one can practically smell the corn wilt when it gets that hot.
I used to live in Texas, and there were plenty of nights when we’d go to bed and it was still 90 degrees. Talk about ugh! So even a brief respite from the heat and humidity is going to feel like heaven. Thankfully, we don’t even expect any storms to usher it in!
Cool shots! I love clouds!
Thanks, Suzi, I do, too! When I was a kid, I used to love lying in the grass and looking up, trying to recognize everyday things like animals in cloud formations!
Here’s a second on that envy factor. Fifty-six degrees?! Oh, lady. That sounds like heaven. As long as you don’t get terrible storms with it, all will be well.
We called those clouds mares’ tails, too. And the little patch of blue in a cloudy sky before a storm was called Dutchmen’s breeches – flying on the clothesline, I presume. The saying was that as long as you could see that patch of blue, it wouldn’t rain.
It’s true about cities, concrete and heat. It’s funny here – from where I live and work, I can’t see the buildings of Houston unless I’m atop one of the bridges on a day free of haze. We’re about twenty miles away. But, in the summer, the “heat island” up there can really crank out weather. Big, wonderful thunderstorms will build up over the city, while the surrounding territory has blue skies and sun. It’s really interesting.
Those clouds to the north are cold weather clouds – that’s what our sky often looks like down here when autumn finally is setting in.
Did I mention I’m envious?
Linda, I sympathize. As I mentioned above, I lived in Dallas for several years and can remember those huge thunderstorms rolling across the prairie. I worked in an immense skyscraper, and my window faced north and west (where the good storms usually started). It was indeed a sight to behold!
If I could send you a few of our breezes, I would. This cold front, I believe they said, is heading east when it leaves here. I’m sorry to be the bearer of unpleasant news, but I think it might be a few more months before y’all have some relief. Sigh.
But look on the bright side — you don’t have to shovel snow, ha!
Love cloud pictures! And this cool weather! Packing up and heading out to the Botanical Gardens today!
Somehow, I’ve missed seeing the Botanical Gardens in Chicago — now there’s a place I want to visit. So much beauty! I do love the Shedd, though, and the many museums. Oh, and Navy Pier! I saw you had some huge waves from the Lake yesterday — looked almost like a mini-hurricane. Hope your cousin is having a great visit!
Mare’s tales, I like that. Hope you enjoyed the cool night(s).
I did, Barb. And I’m looking forward to a repeat tonight!
I like mare’s tails…I hadn’t heard that before. Fifty-six degrees does sound nice. (Our lows have been in the high sixties…still comfortable. Down in the valley of Phoenix…not so comfortable- high eighties!)
I’m late responding, so I hope your relief did come and you are basking in it now 🙂
Janna, it was wonderful! It felt more like September than July. Something about being able to open the windows and air out the house makes me feel better, too (though Dallas seemed to be wondering why the A/C vents weren’t working!)
Where did the expression, Dog days of Summer come from? Ever wonder? I mean, why dogs? Anyway, love the photos!
As it happens, another of my blog friends just posted what I think answers your question perfectly. You can find it at http://shoreacres.wordpress.com/2013/07/28/the-sirius-season/. Glad you liked my cloud photos!