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Garden Master
You can all talk about dramatic weather events, I'm sure. On the 19th, we can celebrate the anniversary of a local weather event "Ice Storm '96" when trees fell and some parts of this region were without power for 3 weeks 
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Lots of folks, in every part of the country I've lived in or visited, have told me that, "If you don't like the weather, wait an hour!" It can't be that the whole continent is like that but I know what they mean. I will say one thing, "If you don't like the weather in Colorado, wait an hour!" Dramatic weather swings in a place like Colorado has a lot to do with a Mountain Climate. Trust me on that if you haven't experienced it
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Here at home, we are backed up to the Rockies, at the edge of the Columbia Basin Desert, geograpically referred to often as a part of the Pacific Northwest. I suppose that I've always lived in the Pacific Northwest despite having lived from south of San Francisco to very near 49 north latitude. I want to tell you, you want consistent weather, move to the PNW.
Oh yeah, an ocean squall can move in and and spoil a sunny morning. But, I'm talking about mind-numbing WEEKS of overcast skies and rain, rain, rain. But, I don't live there . . . . . .
No, I live where you can fry for MONTHS with 16 hours a day sunshine! I live in the Interior of the Wild, Wild West. You know, the fly-over part of the nation.
Still, the mind-numbing quality of MONTHS of blazing sun is there. Then, we can turn that into snow that falls in November . . . and never melt until March!! Leaden skies, day after day to break up our nights of 16 hours of darkness!! Cripes, with that kind of weather in mid-November, we begin to lose daylight at 2:30 in the afternoon!
The only important "weather feature" we've experienced lately is the persistence of cloud cover. That and the consistant yammering of the weather guy, day after day, telling us that it is "going to rain," "going to rain," "going to rain." We've had rain, oh yeah, twice all of 1/10th of an inch fell.
This morning was a little different. As best as I remember, the TV weather numbskull completely missed it in his forecast: Gusts to 35mp and the warmest temperature for the entire month - in the dark, at 6am this morning!
Now, hitting 57 isn't a very big deal . . . and I don't suppose that this even counts as a "Chinook Wind" which is a truly dramatic weather event if'n it shows up when we have 2 feet of snow on the ground in January
(closest I could come to a "Drowning Smilie Guy" ).
And, it isn't here that a "Chinook" can really, really turn the world around. Here's what Wikipedia says about a Chinook in Loma Montana, just on the other side of these Rocky Mountains (I'll add some bold emphasis): "Loma, Montana boasts as having the most extreme recorded temperature change in a 24-hour period. On January 15, 1972, the temperature rose from −54 F (-48 C) to 49 F (9 C), a 103 F (57 C) change in temperature; a dramatic example of the regional Chinook wind in action."
Excuse me, I think that 3 weeks of Boring as HE-double Hockey Sticks weather has caused me to finally lose my mind :/! After today, the weather forecast is: back to more of the same . . . . . .
Steve
.Lots of folks, in every part of the country I've lived in or visited, have told me that, "If you don't like the weather, wait an hour!" It can't be that the whole continent is like that but I know what they mean. I will say one thing, "If you don't like the weather in Colorado, wait an hour!" Dramatic weather swings in a place like Colorado has a lot to do with a Mountain Climate. Trust me on that if you haven't experienced it
.Here at home, we are backed up to the Rockies, at the edge of the Columbia Basin Desert, geograpically referred to often as a part of the Pacific Northwest. I suppose that I've always lived in the Pacific Northwest despite having lived from south of San Francisco to very near 49 north latitude. I want to tell you, you want consistent weather, move to the PNW
.Oh yeah, an ocean squall can move in and and spoil a sunny morning
. But, I'm talking about mind-numbing WEEKS of overcast skies and rain, rain, rain. But, I don't live there . . . . . . No, I live where you can fry for MONTHS with 16 hours a day sunshine! I live in the Interior of the Wild, Wild West. You know, the fly-over part of the nation.
Still, the mind-numbing quality of MONTHS of blazing sun is there. Then, we can turn that into snow that falls in November . . . and never melt until March!! Leaden skies, day after day to break up our nights of 16 hours of darkness!! Cripes, with that kind of weather in mid-November, we begin to lose daylight at 2:30 in the afternoon
!The only important "weather feature" we've experienced lately is the persistence of cloud cover. That and the consistant yammering of the weather guy, day after day, telling us that it is "going to rain," "going to rain," "going to rain." We've had rain, oh yeah, twice all of 1/10th of an inch fell.
This morning was a little different. As best as I remember, the TV weather numbskull completely missed it in his forecast: Gusts to 35mp and the warmest temperature for the entire month - in the dark, at 6am this morning
!Now, hitting 57 isn't a very big deal . . . and I don't suppose that this even counts as a "Chinook Wind" which is a truly dramatic weather event if'n it shows up when we have 2 feet of snow on the ground in January
(closest I could come to a "Drowning Smilie Guy" ).And, it isn't here that a "Chinook" can really, really turn the world around. Here's what Wikipedia says about a Chinook in Loma Montana, just on the other side of these Rocky Mountains (I'll add some bold emphasis): "Loma, Montana boasts as having the most extreme recorded temperature change in a 24-hour period. On January 15, 1972, the temperature rose from −54 F (-48 C) to 49 F (9 C), a 103 F (57 C) change in temperature; a dramatic example of the regional Chinook wind in action."
Excuse me, I think that 3 weeks of Boring as HE-double Hockey Sticks weather has caused me to finally lose my mind :/! After today, the weather forecast is: back to more of the same . . . . . .
Steve
