This week it is supposed to be very warm and humid. "Very warm" around these parts of upstate New York, means temperatures in the high 80's. Humid means...well, humid. Sticky. Hazy hills.
Sunday, at our house, it reached 90 degrees F (32.2 C). Yesterday it reached 87 before a gust front came out of nowhere (or so it seemed). Thunder rumbled like it was trapped in a kettledrum. I had never heard thunder quite like that.
Nowadays, every weather event feels like it came out of a science fiction novel. The weather doesn't feel right. The clouds don't look right. My spouse insists he hears a monk parakeet (Quaker parrot) in the backyard sometimes - a bird we've never heard here before. Now, thunder doesn't sound right, either.
It's creepy. All is not right with the world. What used to be normal is now something to dread. The cycles have been broken. Things don't make sense.
But then, nature does make sense. There were scenes like the above (and worse) through our area.
When I got home yesterday, my neighborhood was littered with tree branches and limbs. One of my hanging baskets was struck by something and lies on its side on the ground, the metal hangers ripped off and lying nearby. Amazingly, the flowers are still intact although the cracked basket is a total loss. Tomorrow, I'll take care of getting it into a new basket.
Downed tree branches are nothing new, of course. Areas to the north and eat of us have been getting severe weather so it could be lots worse. There were flash flood warnings to the north and the east of us. We got little rain out of this system but that may change quickly.
Derecho. A derecho (super-straight line winds) stretching from Chicago, through Indiana and almost to Ohio yesterday. A couple of tornadoes, trucks blown off roads, but again, it could have been worse. We remember what happened last year, in states to the south of us. A swatch of some 700 miles of downed trees, wind damage, days without power in the midst of a heat wave, closed food stores and gas stations, all caused by a "super derecho". Our brave new post-climate change world.
Thursday we have a "potential for heavy rainfall". With the rivers running high, we might also have the potential for floods. That also seems to be a common thing, world wide, in our brave new post-climate change world. Once again, weather related anxiety gnaws at me. At our community.
Along with kettledrum thunder.
This morning, I hear the birds sing, and look forward to another very warm, humid day.
How's the weather where you live?