51°F
11°C
Humidity 44%
Wind Speed WNW 35 G 48 MPH
Barometer 29.81 in
Dewpoint 30°F (-1°C)
Visibility 0.75 mi
Last update on 14 Apr 3:35 pm MDT
Wild weather, the sky a greenish orange, dusty becoming muddy air, no rain yet. Semis toppled on the east-west freeway, I-80, as is typical when the winds pick up around here. They really should close it preemptively, with a truck shelter over in Wendover and Tooele, until the winds abate. Instead, they close it after multiple accidents and people are killed and injured.
One case left at work when I ran off home, everything else tidied and tended. I could have lingered, but I wanted to watch the storm develop. Wanted to be home. Would like to go out, but with all this dust, it's not good. Waiting for the rain to start, first.
They set up a party for the departing manager. Who protested that she isn't gone yet, she'll still be around sometimes. Lots of bitten tongues around there. I avoided the staff room lounge, not just because of the lack of space, mostly not to say anything impolitic. I'm far from the only one quietly gleeful at seeing her go. Although I'm wary that the replacement may be no better. Either way, she didn't spot me, because I saw her first, a couple of times, and ducked out the other way. Well, it was safe in the OR, she never went in there.
Sitting here by the window, watching the winds ruffle the world.
According to the Wasatch Weather Weenies,
Typically the dust becomes highly concentrated at the cold front. It will be haboob-like when it comes through. You won't want to be outside during the frontal passage.
Some guys are playing soccer (football) over in the park.
1730, it's snowing. Not that it will stick, and it's mixed in with rain. Still, better late than not at all. Water!
1950, went out walking in it. Lucy's scarfhat kept me cozy, as well as my old raincoat and umbrella. Still raining, with snow mixed in.
7 comments:
"watching the winds ruffle the world"
Beautiful!
Rou,
Gracias. Tousled would have been a better word, perhaps.
I think "winds ruffle" is easier on the tongue-in-the-mind than "winds tousle".
Working on geography books about North Africa, I learned that people get famously irritable during the haboob.
I think about that when the wind blows here---it quickly frays my calm. Imagine weeks of it! Ugh.
P.S. I double-checked: properly speaking, a haboob only lasts a little while ---but windy dusty season (harmattan, siroccos--lots of names for different winds) lasts days or weeks.
So, ugh again.
"There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge."
Raymond Chandler, "Red Wind."
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Terrific quote from Raymond Chandler! He is one of my favorite writers---even though his plots make no sense. :)
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