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Favorite Trivia – WEATHER |
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“In California we get all 4 seasons, only we get them all on the same day.”
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| “The attraction and superiority of California are in its days. It has better days, and more of them, than any other country.”
The Heart of Emerson’s Journals – ed. by Bliss Perry |
| “As a rule man is a fool, When it’s hot he wants it cool, When it’s cool he wants it hot, Always wanting what is not.” Anonymous |
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“In Minnesota we get 4 seasons: early winter, midwinter, late winter, and next winter.”
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| “January snowy February flowy March blowy April show’ry May flow’ry June bow’ry July moppy August croppy September poppy October breezy November wheezy December freezy” Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
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“Such a joy to have subtle, gray weather after the blank blazing sun. Life is so much heightened by contrasts.” [August 25, 1956]
Sylvia Plath – Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963, ed. by Aurelia Schober Plath |
| “If this weather gets much hotter, Hell will get up a reputation as a summer resort.” [July 16, 1885]
“Hottest day of season — Hell must have sprung a leak. ” [July 17, 1885] “Last night room was very close, single sheet over me seemed inch thick. Bug proof windows seems to repel obtrusiveness on the part of any prowling Zephyr that might want to come in and lunch on perspiration. Rolled like a ship in a typhoon, if this weather keeps on I’ll wear holes in the bed clothes. Arose early. Weather blasphemingly hot. Went out in sun, came back dripping with water, tried to get into the umbrella rack to drain off, took off two courses of clothes. This would be good day to adopt Sidney Smith’s plan of taking off your flesh and sitting down in your bones. Mem—go to a print cloth mill and have yourself run through the calico printing machine. This would be the ultima thule of thin clothing… “Found the heat had reached the apex of its malignity. Went out yachting. All the ladies in attendance. Twas delightfully unhot. ” [July 18, 1885] It’s so hot, I put everything off. Hot weather is the mother of procrastination. My energy is at ebb tide. I’m getting Caloricly stupid. Tried to read some of the involved sentences in Miss Cleveland’s book, mind stumbled on a ponderous peroration and fell in between two paragraphs and lay unconscious for ten minutes. ” [July 20, 1885] “The weather being cool went out on Veranda to exercise my appreciation of nature.” [July 21, 1885] (Vacationing at Woodside Villa near Winthrop Massachusetts, on Boston Harbor) The Diary of Thomas Alva Edison |
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“The rain it raineth on the just Sir George F. Owen |
