This morning, anything that can fall from the sky has been falling.
All right, that was a terrible description to use on Day 2 or 3 (depending on what you consider “zero hour”) of Putain’s, I mean Putin’s, invasion. Actually, it would be a frightening description any day, given my proximity to an airport. So let me be more specific: Anything that can naturally fall from the Earth’s atmosphere—snow, rain, sleet and freezing rain is falling. That combination, according to my, shall we say, layperson’s understanding of meteorology, can happen only in the conditions we have now: the air is saturated and the temperature is yo-yoing a degree or two above and below the freezing point.
The weather is indeed frightful. But some of the resulting scenes are, if not delightful, at least interesting.
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