something wilted this way comes.
When I left my house today, it was kind of misty out.
You know, that jolly West Coast “keeps my skin moist!” kind of damp stuff that Vancouverites ignore because hey, it’s what makes us green.
But that didn’t last long.
No, by the time I was two blocks from work, we were in the midst of a full-on downpour that flooded the streets with Lake Erie-size puddles and raging rapids that seemed more suited to rafts than boots.
I had my umbrella in my bag, so only the wind-driven drops managed to catch me (of which there were many.) But other people were not so lucky, and looked as though they’d showered in their clothes as we stood in line for coffee.
Then the sky turned blue! By the time I got into work, of course.
Now it’s a strange yellow colour, and I’m waiting for the locusts.
Happy Wednesday, Vancouver!
January 9th, 2008 at 11:31 am
Exactly! I went through all that this morning as well. The yellow light was very interesting. Had yellow light as well late yesterday. Did the planet switch to more energy efficient environment bulbs and not tell us??
January 9th, 2008 at 3:39 pm
Vancouver’s ever-changing weather patterns have ceased to surprise me - I simply bask in the moment realizing it won’t last. Unless, of course, it’s raining. The rain is constant, darn it!
January 10th, 2008 at 6:49 am
Not even a Boy Scout is prepared for the yellow sky.
And what good are umbrellas? I get it from the splash-up. And how much really falls straight down?
Happy New Year.