Sound of weather….
Today is one of those grey, blustery day with occasionally spatters of rain. Mostly it’s wind. I went out to check if we’d gotten any packages because I thought I heard a truck. It wasn’t anywhere near as cold out as I thought from the sound of the wind.
Does anyone else associate sounds with weather? For example, living in Maine, I learned that if I woke in the middle of the night and everything was silent as if the world was wrapped in cotton batten or felted wool — that it was probably snowing. Somehow, when it snowed, even the house didn’t make the usually settling creaks and groans during the night. It was truly a silent night.
I associate strong wind with cold. I know intellectually that it’s not true because the winds was horrendous during the hurricanes here but it was a warm wind even if it was strong enough to knock down trees and push you over. But, never the less, when I’m sitting here typing and I hear the wind howling outside, I hunch up from the cold. I make tea and sit wrapped in an afghan and read (or I would if I wasn’t so busy).
Also, I get migraines when the barometric pressure changes and I’ve had a constant headache for three days now. So, the sounds of the weather outside are louder because I’m sensitive to sound. Tea is doubly good because it helps with the nausea from the headache.
If I could think straight, I’d probably have some pithy statement about the combination of sound, wind, pain, and tea — but for now I just wonder if other people hear the sounds of weather and make assumptions about what’s happening outside.