Weather!

[the_siobhan]

It's cold outside, just enough to sting bare skin. This morning when I was walking paintward the sky was doing it's best to drop snow on my head and the wind was whipping the trees into a frenzy.

I fucking love this weather.

When I used to work at the farm I would walk into the office on mornings like these and bellow to anybody in the room, "Isn't this a great day to be alive!" They would always look at me like I was from Mars.

(This is the same group of people who would come into the lunch room on every single hot sunny day for the entire ten years I worked there and ask me, "Why aren't you eating outside? It's beautiful out?" Every. Single. Day.)

I had a conversation with a friend once where she asserted that everybody, no matter how "gothic" they are, has to spend a certain amount of time in the sun to be healthy. I told her, no way. I don't need sun. I need wind.

Comments

[the-fury.livejournal.com]

It is most certainly a great day to be alive.

Blustery, wet, and wild weather makes everything a-ok :)

[hellsop.livejournal.com]

has to spend a certain amount of time in the sun to be healthy

Bah. One can get enough vitamin D from the cheese on pizza, if one has enough of it.

[hirez.livejournal.com]

pharm, surely?

I read somewhere that the Canadian seasons are 'Nearly Winter, Winter, Still Winter and Construction'

You're not from Mars. Probably somewhere near Naunton. Or Upper Slaughter.

[snickerpuss.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, I am with you on this one. The wind is pure fucking power. 'Nuff said.