Chilly rain on the last of the snow is kinda cool. 📷 #mbfeb
Almost home after walking in the cold rain to the grocery store to get lemons and fresh dill for the salmon I’m going to cook for supper. Snug and dry in my gore-tex rain suit. 📷 @mbfeb
Half because “reflect” was the micro.blog photo blogging prompt word, and half channeling dmych, I grabbed this while waiting for the bus on the way home from Esperanto. 📷 #mbfeb
I had not previously been aware of the site Forecast Advisor, which tracks weather forecasting apps and compares their forecasts to the actual weather in whatever specific place you care about.
Of course, accuracy is not a perfect metric for usefulness—a weather app that’s close enough that I’m wearing the right clothes for the day is more useful than one that’s usually one degree closer, but misses major turns in the weather.
This post exists purely for the purpose of unlocking the Halloween pin on micro.blog. I apologize for the bandwidth consumed. Oh, and here’s a picture of our Halloween weather:
It’s blustery and the fog is all swirly and there are leaves in the air.
Highest amounts [of rain] in eastern Illinois along and east of I-57.Hydrologic outlook
If I got any easterner, I’d be markedly less along I-57.
As the old wives’ tale has it, the size of the woolly bear’s sweater foretells the severity of the coming winter. I’d judge this one to be about average. Maybe a little on the chilly side.
Inundation: Best case scenario
Meteorologists warned residents from Sebastian Inlet in Central Florida to Surf City, N.C., that they faced “a danger of life-threatening inundation from rising water.”New York Times
Seriously, if you’re facing “a danger of life-threatening inundation,” having it be from rising water is really a best-case scenario. Imagine it being rising mercury. Or rising methanol. Or rising lava.
I mean, really—even it were puppies, that’s not going to make “a danger of life-threatening inundation” any better.
It’s the sort of deliciously cool day that would be a wonderful break from hot summer weather, if it didn’t fill me with horrible forebodings of the coming dark days of winter.