No wonder everyone here is so obsessed with the weather. Each morning has no relevance to the one before and you could be opening your curtains on a succession of different countries. The day before yesterday had brilliant sunshine and I was wandering around without a coat musing on global warming and the spooky range of flowers that were out. For the first time ever I saw snowdrops, primroses, daffodils and wallflowers all blooming together. In February there should only be snowdrops AND NOTHING ELSE, (of course there are other things but I am talking about 'common' flowers here). At EASTER I often worry that the primroses and daffodils will still be in bud and the garden will not look 'pretty' for the children's holiday. And wallflowers normally appear in late April. Today - I rose chillily and looked out on a landscape covered in SNOW. WTF?

Can you imagine never being able to plan ahead? To always have a 'back up' indoor arrangement for any outdoor event. To have no idea even on the morning of this event whether it might suddenly pour with rain later even though bright and sunny now. To have to look at teletext weather every morning to know which coat or raincoat or no coat to take with you as looking out of the window is meaningless. Is it surprising the English have stiff upper lips? They learn from that very first ruined birthday garden party that life is full of minor disappointments. 'Oh well - ha, ha. Let's move the food into the sitting room and have a picnic on the rug. It will be fun'.
- posted by Iris @ 2/21/2004 09:05:00 AM comment