Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A single glimmering ray of hope was cast upon my front door this morning, as a small window of sunlight glowed through the clouds. For a whole ten seconds I though that the forecast was going to be wrong, that the skies would shortly be cleared away. But as most shining moments of hope, the window closed as quickly as it opened, and was not to be seen again. Rain, rain, and more rain, off and on, all day.
The cloud cover in the morning looked thick and heavy, and far more ominous than one would hope for a week before the spring equinox. The colour and tone of the overhead sky was like that of an all day dawn, wherein the sun chose never to fully arrive. The air was cold, but mostly calm, and on my way to the North Shore I heard birds chirping; a harmony that had been absent, or muffled, for the last few days. Beyond this brief auditory treat, the day revealed itself as "blah,"nothing seemed to be worth much note under the swift moving stratus cover.
On the North Shore, conditions seemed much the same, but the air sputtered with a few more cold breezes. Around 2pm, I noticed rain starting to fall. This rain was the kind where you can feel each individual drop strike your person like a definite, but gentle, tapping on the shoulder. Thick bellowing winds started to rush past around the same time, and small bits of refuse from the surrounding trees and brush were sent skimming through the air. About an hour later the rain had taken on the quality of a steady drizzle: light, but consistent with large slow falling drops.
When I made it back to the East side, the clouds had darkened a few more shades and as soon as I stepped off the bus, I was soaked. The rain drops seemed thinner, but approached with rapid fire. A constant stream of tiny drops rushed down, and I can't say I took a really good look at the sky for the next four blocks as I was foolishly trying to keep dry. Water was running down the streets everywhere I walked, and the worms had come out with it, so I suppose we had met the ground water threshold at this point, around 4pm.
After wringing myself out at home I took another look at the conditions outside; complete cloud cover remained, but the skies had lightened. I imagine that's because the clouds had just dumped all their dark coloured condensation, and there was now an increased amount of 'sunlight' creeping through. The rains continued to start and stop throughout the evening, as did the gusts of wind, and the over all miserable sensation the day had insisted upon conveying.
Facing West: Stratanimbus, Cloud Cover 100%! You can see one rain drop in the corner. I'm an awesome photographer.From this surface map you can see Vancouver is sitting in one HUGE low pressure pocket. That means folks, we are most likely in for another deliciously grey day tomorrow. "huurah!"
Current Conditions
- Observed at:
- Vancouver Int'l Airport
- Date:
- 11:00 PM PDT Tuesday 15 March 2011
- Condition:
- Cloudy
- Pressure:
- 100.3 kPa
- Tendency:
- rising
- Visibility:
- 24 km
- Air Quality Health Index:
- 3
- 6.7°C
- 5.2°C
- 90 %
- SE 22 km/h
AAAAAAnd a second reading for the day....
| 15:00 | Light Rain | 10degrees | RH:83 | Td:7 | Wind:ESE 17 | 100.0 kPa |
the weather man may have won this round. but you'll have your revenge!
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