The weather is warm, but the students are anxious. With the holiday in mind, one might assume that it has something to do with the expected romance of the day, but there is another reason. The heavy clouds above keep everyone on their toes. We left our homes in t-shirts, but packed jackets in our backpacks (not that anyone will admit it). Looking across campus, I see thick gray cloud-cover blocking the sky. Lowering my vision I notice that all the students are walking as if the sky is falling. No one actually looks to the sky and cowers, but the effect is the same. We fear the future.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011- High of 54°, Low of 25°, Windy:
It's impossible to tell the temperature of the air because of the wind. No hairspray invented could hold a 'do in place today. All I feel is a million air particles taking tangents from my face. No one is immune-- we pull our jackets tight and tie the strings on our hoods. This is not the kind of wind that sinks into your bones. No, it's the kind of wind that lifts you up and smacks you right on the face. From my vantage point on the library staircase, I see more leaves outside than people, and both are flying erratically.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011- High (undetermined), Low of 24°, Rainy:
Windy again, but different. We've given in. All on campus are happy to sport the suddenly-trendy windblown-fashion. Not many clouds today. Surprisingly, it begins to drizzle-- a blessing after some consideration (at least it's not pouring, right?). Judging by the tireless wind and the lack of overcast, this rain probably originated in Seattle. The scarcity of raindrops makes it quite exciting when a droplet collides with my skin. The concrete slowly takes on a darker hue-- freckles begin to merge. The earth is new, again, for the millionth time.
These last few days, the weather has mimicked exactly things that have been happening in my life. I'll let you fill in the details. And, sorry for taking all of Mother Nature's attention. I'll try to be less selfish.
2 comments:
This perfectly encompassed my feelings on the weather from the last couple of days. They say Cedar City can't make up its mind, but seriously. As frigid and bitter as it was, it was also sunny and exciting.
Did I experience the exact same weather conditions as you this week? Yes. Did I even notice it past the initial complaint of wind blown hair? No. I'm way impressed with your commentary on the weather and how well it applies to life. Way to be observant & good at writing.
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