Entirely because of Poul Anderson, I now notice descriptions of the weather by other authors, Dornford Yates, Arthur Conan Doyle and today Colin Dexter:
"...they lay awake that night listening as the wind howled and the rain beat down relentlessly."
-Colin Dexter, Last Seen Wearing (London, 1977), Chapter Fifteen, p. 140.
Well, of course wind howls and rain beats in the real world and in fictional universes. I ought to stop making an issue of this. And I ought to get into today instead of reading and belatedly blogging in a dressing gown. Outside, the sun shines and a bird sings.
4 comments:
Kaor, Paul!
No birds singing here, in the frigid and snowy People's Republic of Taxachusetts!
Ad astra! Sean
It's been colder than usual here. Fortunately, we don't get heavy snow or ice -- too dry.
Kaor, Mr. Stirling!
Lucky you! We in MA got dumped with about 14 inches of snow on Jan. 25/26.
Ad astra! Sean
Calgary has been warmer than usual. Chinooks bringing the temperature well above 0 C for a few days happen almost every winter, but this winter we are getting weeks of such weather. I might take the bike out soon.
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