In the absence of the normal weekend questions, which have not been posted as yet, I've dibbed into my box of Catherine Deveny's writing prompt cards for inspiration.
After shuffling round the cards, I selected this one:
What is your favourite weather? What is the weather like now?
The change has come at last, not that the hot spell was overly long or arduous. As hot spells go, it was fine. Not too humid, not too hot - but sunny enough to warm up the flat and have the heat get trapped in the walls. There's a stiffening breeze outside. I can only tell this because the toilet door is rattling. It's not too bad as the shaking door is not too loud for the moment.
But this is not my favourite weather.
I'm a cold person. I love winter. I love blustery overcast days, where the last of the leaves fall from the trees. Those days when you need to rug up, put on that scarf and shove your hands in your pockets to keep them warm. Those days where you can wear boots all day. When you deliberately wear layers to keep the weather out. Those days when the wind prickles at your cheeks. It's why I prefer the weather in England. Other than it's overcast most of the time, saving your skin from the regular UV battering, the natural progression from Autumn, with its occasional sunny day, into full wither, to the unrelenting cold and dark days appeals to me.
I also love the skies in winter, which vary from those bright, crisp days when the sun shines with no heat, to those cloudy days which yield amazing sunsets.
Oh, and I love wet winter nights, when you can snuggle up under the duvet and listen to the rain on the roof. Even better if it's a tin roof. It might be a childhood thing, but I find it comforting.
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