Chilly west coasters are coping with the intrusion of an Arctic ridge of high pressure. It’s creating strong outflow winds and bringing frigid temperatures from the Interior of the province into our normally balmy south coast. As the front pushes towards the coast it’s meeting warmer Pacific onshore currents, producing… what else? More snow.
Just what I always wanted! I already have as much as I need, thank you very much. It has the perennials nicely insulated, shrubbery beginning to bow under the weight, and the early Snowdrops buried in icy graves. Now I’m starting to worry about what’s coming next.
Funny… that’s what it’s like when I’m reading a mystery story. The foreshadowing is there, the clues start piling up, and while I wait for the damage to hit, I’m gnashing my teeth that I didn’t pay more attention earlier in the season… um, in the story.
By the look of the forecast, I might as well throw another log on the fire and make myself some hot chocolate. This story has to play itself out and I want to stick around to see if the ending fulfills the earlier promise. The plot is thickening as we speak!
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Is it my imagination, or are there other plot similarities to be found in weather situations? I’m offering a $10 Starbucks gift card for the most creative comparison. Leave yours in a comment under today’s post before tomorrow (Thursday), 6:00 p.m. Pacific time, and I’ll reward the most innovative writer with the means to wrap cold hands around a hot mug. 🙂
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MUSINGS 
The weathr can be compared to having a baby, the foreshadowing(vomiting), clues(can’t.get.out.of.bed), waiting for the “damage” to hit, sleepless nights! 🙂 I tried! Thanks for a super giveaway!
The Weather is usually unpredictable, we never know for sure what the Lord will do, rainy-sunny-or snowy. I compare this to a day we are given, waking each morning not knowing what our day will be like, I like to think though we do have choices in our daily living when we do not in how the weather will be.
I love to read Jody Hedlund and thanks for sharing your interview and book.
Paula O(kyflo130@yahoo.com)
Standing by the sea wall, the Brooklyn Narrows is shrouded in a dense fog, the lights of the bridge, struggle to break free. It moves like a gathering of white gray clouds above the water wake and like the moments just before we wake, it holds the world suspended, the mystery of a new day. Soon, soft winds sweep across the horizon, and we see.
Did you say Starbucks????? Okay, I’m brain dead—-all I can think about is a Venti Chi Cream Frappuccino!!!! Ha ha
I love your pictures—-and it really does make me miss the snow. It is 76 F degrees here, the palm trees are blowing gently in the breeze, and there are birds at the feeder looking at me—I think they are hoping we win the Starbucks gift card!
Love you
Katt
Morning m’friend. We had one of your Frazer Valley Northeasters this A.M. and so far 3 days of snow (which cancelled our moving further north 😮 into colder weather). Two of the grounds keepers here were out early snow-blowing the walks and are doing it again ????? and will probably be doing it soon again. They must be not from here! 🙂
And thinking of “babies”… I walked thru the remains of a Nor’easter on April 4, 1951 to have my doctor tell me “time to have that baby.” (And Katt, that “Venti Chi Cream Frap”, not to mention 76F, sounds delicious!!!)
Good luck every-one!
mE
Thanks for chiming in here, folks. I’m smiling because I’d been thinking of a weather comparison that relates to books (plots and genres, etc.), but you’re coming up with all sorts of good ones. Keep it up. You’re making my choice of a winner difficult. 🙂
Brrrr, those pictures make me cold just looking at them! But they are pretty.
Well now, there weren’t a whole lot of you vying for this card, but those of you who really tried impressed me with some creative comparisons. None quite got the idea of finding a literary analogy in the weather, but ‘ramblingsfromtheleft’, you took my imagination to places where great stories begin… that vaguely grey moment just before awareness happens. So, congratulations, the $10 Starbucks card goes to you! I’ll be in touch to find out where to send it. 😀
Wonderful creative challenge – putting your ‘snowed in’ time to good use!
Hmmmm, let’s see….
The whispered words broke the heavy stillness with the silent brilliant crack of distant lightning, but as shadows crossed the dimming sun and darkness covered their faces, the resounding echo of the thundering voice ripped open the veil and tears came pouring, raining through the torn and drifting sky from the very face of God. “It is finished.”
Just for fun…I don’t drink coffee! 🙂
Oops! Seems like I lost a day this week when I thought the contest was over, but you still have until 6 p.m. tonight. Ah, well… I’ll provide a second card if a second winner emerges. ‘Planaquarium’ has started off the day with one that sets the bar high.
When I was a small girl, I loved the wind. I loved to stand outside, on our back porch, lift my arms and dare that gale to knock me over. As I’ve aged, I’ve gotten a little wiser (hopefully!), and I now recognize that the wind is not something to be dared. Where I live, fierce windstorms often bring terrifying change. Fences topple, outdoor furniture ends up INSIDE swimming pools, horrific wildfires are generated, threatening homes and lives. Generally, the winds in our neck of the woods blow most fiercely when it is dark. We awaken to evidence of its presence – litter strewn lawns…but also, beautifully clear skies, strong sunshine, freshness in the air. The Holy Spirit can sometimes be like that, moving in the dark to bring light and freshness, blowing new ideas – sometimes scary new ideas – into our hearts, changing the landscape just a bit. I can’t say that I love the wind any more, but I surely do have a lot of respect for it. And I am, more often than not, very grateful for the good work that it sometimes does in ridding the trees of dead weight, sharpening the edges of my view and causing me to see the beauty of the sun and sky.
I suppose the only literary allusion here is to Holy Scripture. These parallels are not exact – and speak to only one or two aspects of the Spirit’s power and grace. :>)
Thanks for the challenge, Carol. This was fun. (and I thought we had until 6:00 p.m. tonight??)
You do, Diana… have until tonight, that is. You and I were posting at the same time, so you’ll now be able to see my comment about being ahead of myself last night. There’s a second gift card for tonight’s winner.
Often we get weather reports that cause anticipation and excitement–even apprehension. The kids get ready for a snow day. We check the snowblower. We get ready for the “big one.” But nothing happens. And we are disappointed. Like we might be when we get our hopes up for a good read.
Today the forecast was for flurries. But we had more than that, wind, a drift in front of the garage, and icy roads. Totally unexpected. I like surprises in my books, too. 🙂
Oh, great! I thought this was going to be easy, but not so! I love the scriptural descriptions, and they’re literary in the sense that the references are from the Bible as a book (several books!). But by a slim margin we’ve chosen Sandra Heska King’s entry for it’s analogy that compares preparations for a snowstorm to choosing a good book to read. Congratulations, Sandra! I’ll e-mail you for a postal address so I can send your $10 Starbucks gift card.
Love the photo of the stairs in the snow! It is snowing here today! (I am very excited!) 🙂