Day 3 - 38 -- Tempest brewing

Computer modelling from Canada, US and Europe all agree that we are in for another major storm or two as the week begins. The two Alberta clippers are still heading east while some huge wet mess from the US is heading north east. It appears that one of the clippers (or both) will join with the other low pressure system and produce a mega-low -- weather bomb -- where the pressure drops at least 24 millibars in 24 hours. Just the term 'bomb' uses a violent metaphor for such storms. The merged beast will bring with it tons of snow -- at least 20, but likely 30 cm Monday into Tuesday and another 20 cm Tuesday into Wednesday. Along with the snow there will be winds. There is a bit of wind picking up outside right now from another bit of a low -- some stray creature or the harbinger for the others -- who knows. I'll admit that I am ready for the lineup of storms headed this way to stop -- NOW would be great.

Storms, meteorological and metaphorical, can be exhausting. Both seem to hang just over your shoulder and bring major anxiety, disrupted sleep, and physical stress -- shoveling, walking through snow, tensing muscles with worry. It seems that neither is a healthy option, but then, neither are true options -- no choices provided really. Escape seems unlikely -- even to go somewhere warm, would bring stress about property, getting to and from airports and such. The vortex of the counterclockwise rotation can pull you down into it -- it becomes the major thought directing your days. This must be where some of those lines on faces come from -- we fight hard and are left with those as scars perhaps.

The song that ran through my mind today is by a Canadian songbird, from a few hours down the highway in the middle of a major snow belt area.  The title has also come to mean a Canadian retiree who goes south for the winter. Enjoy!

Snowbird -- Anne Murray