Funny Thing About the Weather

It’s a cloudy day here in Phoenix. This type of weather is usually welcomed by residents. A nice break from the searing burn of the sun (even in the winter). It changes the way nature, houses, landscapes appear. Similar to when it snows, blanketing everything, making things appear flawless.

I’m lucky I spent my childhood traveling to different states and experiencing different weather. If I had grown up and never moved to a different state or visited relatives in other states I would have missed out. It might sound lame, but those experiences sit in a peaceful spot of memory, and as a writer they develop sensory pieces I can touch on in stories.

I’m fascinated by how weather can change a mood in a person’s life, or in a story. Something as simple as rain at night verses rain during the day. Yet, life can be THAT simple, and weather can change THAT much of life. Nature depends on weather, thus human’s depend on weather. We cannot control the weather, but ultimately it controls our everyday. Whether we have ice cream or hot chocolate, whether we water our lawns or shovel our driveway, whether we turn on our heat or our air conditioning.

Yes, this post might sound a little “out of elementary school lesson,” I guess that happens when you write stories for children. Regardless, if you spent 20 seconds thinking about the weather in your location today I’m sure you would connect the dots of how it played a role in your Thursday.