Tomorrow will be a hot day again over here and as the temperature is supposed to drop down quite a bit the day after tomorrow I thought about the extreme weather changes again. And how often people complain about the weather. So here’s a little blast from the past about the subject that often is used as a conversation starter 😉
It’s too hot, too cold. It rains too much, it does not rain enough. It’s too foggy, the suns too bright. For some reason people always find a reason to complain about the weather. Something we can’t change and hopefully will never be able to influence either.
It’s not just the complaining. It’s also how the weather can get to people. I always considered myself a sunshine child. Not because I grew up in a tropical part of the world. Nope. Switzerland is far from being tropical, believe me. And still the sun is shining quite a bit over there. At least if you live in the mountains and don’t have to deal with the fog for most of the winter.
Life is full of transitions. Transition from young age to young adolescent and to grown up and so on. Transition from job to job, from working to retirement. There’s transition in nature as well, season to season or the change a weather front can bring. I chose a picture of a storm building up after a beautiful sunny day. One of the most powerful changes in nature.
Inspired by the Daily Post Photo Challenge – Transition
I bet that you all have one song in mind the moment you look at that title! Right? No matter how old we are, that one song is there, when we hear or read “singing in the rain”. I always loved that song and often, when I go for a walk and it’s raining I start humming it. I know bits of the lyrics but today I wanted to make sure I get it right, so I looked them up.
I’m singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin’
I’m happy again
I’m laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun’s in my heart
And I’m ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I’ve a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Singin’ in the rain
Definitely a so called happy song. The dark clouds above but you are singing and dancing in the rain and you keep smiling. That is so down my lane.
… That the smell of rain can help reduce stress and raise the mood up to 60%?
Well… I wonder if that was researched in an rare where it rains a lot of somewhere close to the desert…
I had to go a little bit back in time although we had hail only just recently here. But I didn’t have my camera handy and it did not have the same significance as it had all those years ago.
Coming from Switzerland originally I sometimes crave being at home and seeing snowflakes falling from the sky. It was on the Swiss National Day back then when the sky suddenly turned really dark and it started to hail. After only a couple of minutes it looked as if it had snowed outside. Everything was white. It didn’t last for very long but enough to give the impression of a fresh layer of snow to me. One happy Swiss-Australian 🙂
Inspired by the OWPC – Hail.
There is no snowflake that looks like another one. They’re all unique, they’re all special. In a way just like we are. They are beautiful and I’d even say magical. I grew up in a ski resort so snow means many things for me. It means being busy but also a lot of outdoor fun. It means being cold but also drinking hot chocolate and eating cheese fondue. It means hearing the snow grind under your feet and having snowball fights. It means freezing fingers and toes, and trying to catch a snowflake with your tongue.
And for those of you who wonder: Yes, there’s snow in Australia. In fact we have some pretty awesome ski resorts down here and skiing is a lot of fun. It still fascinates me to ski amongst gum trees…
Inspired by Jennifer Nichole Well’s One Word Photo Challenge – Snow
Oh how much I’ve waited for this one to finally come up. From the moment I saw that the photo challenge will be about seasons and weather I knew which picture I wanted to post under “foggy”.
I love foggy days. I think they are quiet and peaceful in a way. It gets so so quiet when everything is under a thick blanket of fog, don’t you think? Back in Switzerland I didn’t like fog that much, probably because where I lived while studying it was foggy for most of the winter months. And that gets to you, especially if you know that further up in the mountains it’s a stunning day. Now I really love foggy days. Probably because we don’t get them that often and it gives me a reason to reflect on things. I don’t know why but I usually do, when it’s grey outside.
Inspired by Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Photo Challenge – Foggy
Melbourne is known for it’s windy days. Often, back in Switzerland, when we had similar strong winds, I would not go outside for too long or at least stay away from trees. Over the last couple of years my attitude changed slightly. I still try to avoid huge trees (if possible) but head outside even if it’s windy. Why? I’m not sure. It’s not as if I feel safer here than back in Switzerland. I think it’s just because everyone does it and it’s normal. You get used to strong winds here.
Not the best picture ever but it was for sure wet that day. The water was almost knee high and streets and basements flooded. The hotel we stayed in then took in some people of the neighbor hood who had issues with their roofs due to the storm and water. They didn’t charge them, which I thought was a pretty nice gesture.
Inspired by Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Photo Challenge – Wet