I accept my area is known for unpredictable weather that can change in the time it takes to refill your drink. That the temperature can shift 30 degrees or more in an afternoon. Fine. That's why I have 5 active-use coats in the hall closet. But what I can't handle is what these shifts do to our local flora & fauna. Just look at our 35 year old maple trees:
They're budding! In January. This is wrong. What's worse, I was out running earlier this week (in shorts and a T-shirt, no shoes) and heard a peeper frog. Just one plaintively singing, and it was really sad knowing no other frog will hear his voice again. I wish I could've found him and taken him home to safety. Because 2 days later it's 45 degrees colder.
For an even clearer example of how messed up our weather is, here's my Daily Temp Scarf for January.
Each color represents a 5 degree span, with greys the coldest then purples, blues, then greens. The light grey is below 30, the light green is above 70F. And this is just the daily high temp. Some days that was just after midnight, and the temp fell steadily through the day. And this in no way records the 2" of rain we got in one night this week.
I do love the scarf, every day I can't wait until it's late enough to check the temp and knit my row. And it's always a bit of a letdown when the row is completed and I have to bundle it away for another day. I finally decided to knit the temp. at home rather than my travel experiences. Because the weather geek in me doesn't want this insanely striped pattern to be diminished by artificial changes in temp due to location.
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