the dopplers never lie to us
save yourselves a tempest’s coming
panic surges and then nothing
a spot of rain for all this fuss
save yourselves a tempest’s coming
the dopplers never lie to us
~kat
So…true story. I live in a mid-Atlantic state. When the weather forecasters utter the “s” words, snow…sleet…people here panic. Now I grew up in Chicago and it’s suburbs, so I’m not used to this sort of thing. We learned how to drive in the stuff as teenagers. Not here. The prospect of an inch or two of snow followed by freezing rain and plummeting temperatures causes all manner of mayhem. Schools and businesses close. Store shelves are depleted of milk and bread and if you happen to be at work when the stuff starts coming down there is a steady shuffle to the parking lot to get home before it gets bad. I know, because my cubicle is situated at the exit door.
Yesterday was one such weather event day. Just after noon a light rain started. My desk is near a window so there was an occasional glance over my shoulder to assess the situation. “Here it comes!” said one onlooker. “You need to get out and home before it gets bad,” said another. “Don’t stay too late.” “Be careful out there.” By now the schools had closed, so the parents were the first to escape danger. Then the rest of the staff made their way out into the tempest, which after an hour or so, had passed. The sky was bright blue with a few soft wisps of white. But the weather forecasters had told us to expect up to two inches of snow. One can’t be too careful you know. It all made me laugh!
As for me, I stayed on to the end of my shift. I got a lot of work done. No interruptions. And when it was time to go, I was rewarded with the most beautiful red sky sunset.
So that is what inspired my Biolet today. There were still rumblings if doom uttered today. It’s supposedly going to be very cold, not as cold as those North of us are facing, but cold. It is winter after all. This too shall pass. 😄🤣😄
January 30th, 2019 at 8:41 pm
I laughed too, first stork day in Mississippi, when I looked out my window to a perfectly normal-appearing day. Then I took one step outside my door. Black ice. Never seen such a thing. Invisible. Slipperier than clay. Oh, my goodness — I wasn’t laughing then!
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January 30th, 2019 at 8:45 pm
Oh yes. Black ice. That is a scary thing. So sorry it got you.
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January 30th, 2019 at 9:59 pm
Oh yes. Black ice. That is a scary thing. So sorry it got you. I hit a sheet of it driving once. A surreal experience.
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January 30th, 2019 at 10:02 pm
Truly surreal!
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January 31st, 2019 at 2:30 am
This is true for other things in life as well. We create an environment of danger, be aware and than nothing happens.
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January 31st, 2019 at 11:02 am
So true!
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January 31st, 2019 at 11:02 am
👍
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January 31st, 2019 at 8:56 am
Hard work has its own rewards! Such a beautiful message at the end. This too, shall pass.
P.S: I would have loved to see a picture of that beautiful sunset
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February 1st, 2019 at 4:35 pm
I didn’t stop to take one…it was freezing out. But I thought about that when I wrote the poem…would have been nice to have a picture. ❤️
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January 31st, 2019 at 11:16 am
Sensible you Kat 💜💜
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January 31st, 2019 at 12:08 pm
We British are far superior when it comes to panicking about what may happen. Drivers, however, having mostly not experienced winter driving, do not adjust their methods at all when snow does fall.
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