In New Mexico, it rarely rained and because Socorro is protected by a mountain range on the west with a high plateau behind it, the little bit of moisture making it into the area could easily be too high to reach the ground in town, or the storms would often crash into the mountain and either veer or split
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Nothing dramatic seems to happen here, weatherwise. Somedays it is a wee humid. In January and February, I typically turn the heater on.
Back home... on the plains that encircle Chicago, the weather makes itself known. The sky goes dark and the you can watch the clouds roll in from the west - great billowing things, like mountains above the plains.... Then the rain comes, not in the drops that fall here, but in sheets that beat their noise through windows modern and old.
And then the thunder rolls in. And booms. And rolls. The lightening momentarily turning night into day.
It's as if the universe wants to make it known that we are small. That we are fragile, that we need to remember to cower on occasion - cower, or rage, wet and surly, against the sky.
In D.C., the skies are complient and comfortable. We are left to our own devices, allowed to assume that we do, in fact, matter....
There may be a reason that the capital is located where it is.
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Oh, and though the rain seems to be a daily thing, the big event since I got here was the May 8th storm.
To start with, they called it an "inland hurricane", then a "comma-shaped event" and now I think they've settled on a "derechoI spoke to my wife around 1:30 or so that afternoon. She said that she was planning to come home early, but since the wind was starting to blow, she'd wait until it had settled down. Before I knew it, the wind was so fierce that the power went out, signs were being ripped apart and trees uprooted ( ... )
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