In most things, flexibility is the name of the game here in the east Caribbean, but this is perhaps the most true during the rainy season (June-December). When the rains come, life grinds to a halt, farmers cannot work on the farm because it is too slippery, people don't go out on the roads if they can avoid it, and most folks use the cool air to catch up on sleep or have a romantic afternoon at home. In fact, Lucian's love London, England, precisely because of the gray rainy days. A friend once told me that "London is the most romantic city in the world" which is a wonderful way to think about rainy days!
I too have come to love a gray rainy day here, it's actually my favorite weather, though I'm not quite to the point where I find them romantic. Mostly, it opens up some space for writing and catching up on field notes, and a chance for me to drink tea or coffee and feel a bit chilly (it's presently a brisk 79F out). Also, when the rain begins, you can hear it coming from about a mile away, and watch as a roaring and whooshing wall of rain proceeds across the valley and gradually envelops everything. Sometimes it is so loud that I cannot hear my phone ring!
The thing that always surprises me is how very unpredictable the weather is. I've learned to check the radar and forecasts from NOAA at least twice daily and to actually look at the weather maps from the West Coast of Africa and southward down to Brazil, because these are where weather typically comes from. Still, days like today can happen- last night, I checked things just before I went to bed around 11pm- the skies were fairly clear and there were no marked weather formations = yay! a good day for fieldwork and sleeping with the windows open...
About 5:30 am, I awoke to some serious rain. A little while later, when it wasn't passing, I consulted the weather gurus, and this weather system formed out of nowhere (I'm where the little orange balloon marker is)!
Weather.com presents NOAA's data in better graphics, thought their actual forecasting stinks- for example, right now they say that there is a 30% chance of rain. Even during Hurricane Tomas, they only predicted a 60% chance of rain.
Anyway, today's weather has disrupted everyone's plans, the guy who takes care of the Beast (my jeep) just called and requested it for a tune up since his construction plans are foiled and I'm home after farm work.
I can't help but think of this song from my childhood on days like this, though I didn't remember it being quite so slow, love it anyway!
I too have come to love a gray rainy day here, it's actually my favorite weather, though I'm not quite to the point where I find them romantic. Mostly, it opens up some space for writing and catching up on field notes, and a chance for me to drink tea or coffee and feel a bit chilly (it's presently a brisk 79F out). Also, when the rain begins, you can hear it coming from about a mile away, and watch as a roaring and whooshing wall of rain proceeds across the valley and gradually envelops everything. Sometimes it is so loud that I cannot hear my phone ring!
The thing that always surprises me is how very unpredictable the weather is. I've learned to check the radar and forecasts from NOAA at least twice daily and to actually look at the weather maps from the West Coast of Africa and southward down to Brazil, because these are where weather typically comes from. Still, days like today can happen- last night, I checked things just before I went to bed around 11pm- the skies were fairly clear and there were no marked weather formations = yay! a good day for fieldwork and sleeping with the windows open...
About 5:30 am, I awoke to some serious rain. A little while later, when it wasn't passing, I consulted the weather gurus, and this weather system formed out of nowhere (I'm where the little orange balloon marker is)!
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| Looks like its gonna be a rainy day after all... |
Anyway, today's weather has disrupted everyone's plans, the guy who takes care of the Beast (my jeep) just called and requested it for a tune up since his construction plans are foiled and I'm home after farm work.
I can't help but think of this song from my childhood on days like this, though I didn't remember it being quite so slow, love it anyway!
ENJOY!

