“When clouds look like black smoke, a wise man will put on his cloak.” Explanation: Thick clouds laden with large droplets of water look darker than the fair-weather cumulus clouds.
“When chairs squeak, it’s about rain they speak.” Explanation: Wooden chairs will absorb moisture from the air when the humidity rises, which causes them to squeak.
“If salt is sticky and gains in weight, it will rain before too late.” Explanation: Salt tends to draw moisture from the air. If the humidity is high, as it is during or preceding rain, salt will soak up this atmospheric moisture and clog the saltshaker.
Do you have a favorite “weather lore” saying from your grandparents, the multi-generational farmers down the road or one you’ve made up from your experience of weather in years past?
From all accounts, scientific and otherwise, we’re in for a hum-dinger of a winter. In our area, we expect the onset to be about the middle of December (sorry can’t remember where I pulled that from) and in the Northeast, if predictions hold, it will be a “winter to tell your grand kids about.”
In preparation, I’ll be bringing the second wood ring over from the barn and put it on the front porch to give us another two days of wood without going out in the drifts or the ice–one or both of which we might see soon.
I’ll find the YakTraxs for our shoes and get them into the glove box of the car, remembering the December 5 ice storm of two years ago when it was so slick that, when the car went sideways in the road on the ice, we couldn’t even walk to get help. (HINT: these things make a very thoughtful xmas gift for your northern friends and family.)
I’ll bring home a couple of gallons of gas in the red plastic 3 gallon can for the generator, just in case. And if I don’t use it in two months, put it in the car gas tank and start fresh. I’ve learned the hard way not to let gas go stale over winter–in or out of the mowers, tiller, string trimmer and such.
At any rate, pay attention to those old adages that remain with us because there’s more to them than quaint notions.
“When the bees (yellowjackets) build nests in the ground, there’s a hard winter coming ’round.” If that’s the case, we’re in for a corker!