Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts

19 July 2021

Cloud Chase To Connecticut




 Yesterday was, for me, a great day to ride:  A predawn thunderstorm dissipated the heat of the previous few days, and masses of clouds moved across the sky, revealing the sun just long enough to brighten up the ride without bearing down on my melanin-deprived skin.

So I took a ride to Greenwich, Connecticut.  Along the way I felt I was playing hide-and-seek with the sun and clouds.  The clouds caught up at the Greenwich Common, where they retreated behind the Veterans’ Monument—and trees like the ones on the Connecticut state quarter—in full bloom.

20 August 2020

Social Distancing In The Sky

Lately, on bike rides, I've been noticing unusual cloud patterns.

Perhaps the endorphins cycling releases is causing me to see more.  Or is something unusual going in the environment?



I mean, for a moment, I thought those clouds were practicing  social distancing.

The rest of my ride was fabulous.  And, yes, I practiced social distancing. You never know who's watching.


04 August 2020

The Same Sky?

Today Isais blew through town.

To be fair, it wasn't quite as bad as I expected it to be.  Yes, we had a lot of rain this morning and early this afternoon. The wind broke a few twigs off trees and cardboard signs off stores.  

Worse was predicted.  The Weather Service even issued a tornado watch for this city, and a warning for Monmouth County, NJ (where I went to high school) and Suffolk County, about 50 kilometers from here.

As clouds thickened, the sky darkened, so the watch/warning was in my mind. So was this cloud formation I saw the other day:



It's hard to believe I was looking at the same sky today.

21 September 2018

The Skies, And Days Off

If you are in North Carolina, my sympathies are with you.  Up here, in the Big Apple, we've gotten only hints of Florence.  The worst came on Tuesday, when torrents alternated with steady, driving rain.  I'm sure, though, that we didn't experience anything nearly as tumultuous as what folks in the Tar Heel State witnessed.

Since then, we've had three days of almost uninterrupted overcast skies.  A few stray showers have passed over us, and late yesterday afternoon the sun played peek-a-boo.  That, combined with the drop in daytime high temperatures from about 27C to 21C (80 to 70F) since the weekend has made for some very pleasant riding weather.



Oh, and I have to thank the Jewish people for giving me a couple of days off so I could enjoy it.  The funny thing is that, where I teach, Jewish faculty members probably outnumber Jewish students by about 20 to 1.  If anything, we probably should have Muslim--or Hindu--or, hey, maybe Buddhist--holidays off.  What about pagan feasts?  



Hmm...I'd have a lot of time to ride.  But I'd have a hard time making a living--unless, of course, those holidays were paid!

24 June 2011

A Bike Lane Through The Clouds?

Rain and drizzle, then drizzle and rain.  Repeat a half-dozen or so times throughout the day.  In between, fill the streets with mist that thickens each time the rain stops.  

I don't know whether such a recipe exists, but the weather-makers seemed to follow.  Just because you think someone is making the weather, it doesn't mean you're a conspiracy theorist.  Now, if you think the CIA is doing it, you're a Paranoid Conspiracy Realist.  If such a category of people didn't exist before today, I take credit for inventing it.  

All right. The weather really wasn't what most people have in mind when they envision the ideal beginning to a summer weekend.  But there was something rather nice about it.  At least I think so.


This photo was taken by Asterix 611.  I didn't have my camera with me, and I didn't like the images I captured on my cell phone.  But this one gives you a good idea of what I saw today.  And I just happen to like it as a photo.

Judging from what I saw, the clouds hovered around 300 to 400 feet above street level.  It's ironic for me to realize that the clouds today were even lower than the ones through which I pedaled in the Alps, Pyrenees and Green Mountains.  Instead of a Stairway to Heaven, I'll ask the city to build a Bike Lane Through the Clouds.   Then Portland will have nothing on this city!