Early spring snow

Solitary tree

The weather doesn't always cooperate when I want to do something outside. All last week I was doing yard work but had to stop because of the snow storm that visited today. Ironically, the normally inaccurate weatherman was actually spot on.

Like Fall, Spring is the transition months between hot and cold weather. So there's a lot of atmospheric stuff going on. No, I'm not an expert, but even I can tell when the weather's going wonky.

The warmth from the south battles the cold from the north. And we little lifeforms get caught in the middle. The battle for weather supreme surrounds us as we go about our day. I can almost imagine the various pressure systems and storms being armies of the summer and winter court. Beings of such immense power, that we don't even understand them. We just call them natural phenomenon. No doubt, they rarely notice us in all our noise and lights. We're on the surface. They're in the sky. flying in their invisible crafts vying for control of the heavens.

Perhaps my imagination is a little over-bored but I've always imagined storms and other weather antics to be the result of beings unlike ourselves. So far advanced, that we seem little more than insects to them. Certainly entertaining in our own way, but insects nonetheless.

So the next time the weather is doing something wonky, wave. You never know what sort of beings might be watching.