Today's sky report

It's pretty interesting how the pace of posting picks up just before a Blog 'N Brew is to be held. Witness recent posts by Granite Rants and even lnotes after some fairly quiet periods. You Who? and Seacoast Perspectives are holding out to see who can be the one with the oldest current post.

There, I've posted, too.

Today's sky report

Uggh…what do you get when you combine a turkey hangover, a four day weekend of eating and drinking, a cloudy, foggy Monday and work? A reason to stay in bed. Unfortunately, the paycheck calls and you roll through the fog hoping that your brain will break clear before the weather does.

Last night's sky report

What a crazy cloud across the moon last night as it lay on the horizon for us to contemplate on our trip home. Kreblog said it looked like the smiley face from Walmart, scaring us both into believing that perhaps Walmart now had superstores on the moon. Because the cloud dissected the moon with a thick, dark line, my take was that the top half of the moon was trying to ascend while the bottom half wanted to stay anchored near the earth. This lunar tug-of-war cause the moon to split apart.

Today's sky report

Does anything say "November in New England" more than a cold wet gray day? The leaves are off the trees (not counting the oaks) and the moisture can't seem to formulate much more than a mist. Makes you hope for snow.

Today's sky report

The jagged edges of the slice of blue between the grey bowl sky and the low horizon clouds appeared to have been made by a "Pull to Open" strip.

Today's sky report

I don't care how many high-def, MTV quick-cut, sepia warm and glowy Christmas commercials they throw at me on TV, it's not really Christmas until I see that little animatronic Santa sliding down the snowy hill in the top of a Norelco razor.

Today's sky report

I got hijacked by the weather this weekend. I'm not a big planner, but I usually start the weekend with an idea of things I want to do, and if the weather is at all cooperative, it often includes some kind of ride on my motorcycle. With a forecast of good weather on both Saturday and Sunday, I got the bikes ready for a possible Saturday ride, with Sunday as the fallback. Well, the fine day on Saturday saw me raking leaves and other sundry fall tasks, to the point where encroaching darkness caused me to come inside. About the only good thing with Daylight Savings time is that if your cocktail hour starts at or after dark, you get to drink earlier in the day.

No matter then, there would be Sunday for a ride. Except that the fog began to roll in on Saturday night and got progressively thicker and wetter. By Sunday, there was rain and motorcycle plans were out. The bikes got pushed back to their storage spots, waiting for another chance. The rain kept falling and by Sunday night it was rather heavy at times. And then, rarest of rare, we had a thunder and lightening storm in November. The fog, which was still around, glowed eerily as the lightening lit it up. Weird weather imitating weird science.