Thursday, March 13, 2014

Go home North Carolina weather, you're drunk


At home, when the seasons change, for the most part, it is final. You might have a day here and there that is uncharacteristic, but seasons are fairly well defined, even if there is little difference between each one.

Here, this is not the case. While spring hasn’t officially commenced, I believe it happens mid-month, unlike at home, which is the beginning of the month, we are starting to see the most delightful signs of it everywhere.

Birds as brightly coloured as parrots, in shades of red and blue, singing their hearts out. Blossoms springing from every tree and shrub in all the colours of the rainbow. Grass and trees in every shade of green you can name, and a thousand more. Squirrels darting here, there and everywhere, much to the extreme delight of my children.

But the weather simply cannot make up its mind.

Since we arrived we have had days where shorts and t-shirts have been chosen over jumpers and long pants, and other days with snow, ice and sleet. Last week was so cold, the children refused to go to the park, because despite the gorgeous blue sky, it was mainly under 10 degrees Celsius. And with the weekend came delicious warm weather, and on Monday and Tuesday we felt sweat start to spring up on our skin when we played outside. Yesterday heralded a warm, overcast day, ending in an epic down pour. And with that down pour, the warmth was gone, and today it is cold again. Maybe still okay for a park trip in the afternoon, but we’ll be wearing jumpers and socks.

One of the largely unexpected side effects of this constant rapid change in weather is that everyone has a constant mild cold. By everyone I don't mean the Maidens family, I mean everyone. It was the first thing most people said to us, warning us of the fact we would now be living with stuffy sinuses indefinitely.

And can I just say, of all the things to love about this place, this genuinely sucks. We are warm weather creatures, our family. We like hot sand, and sweat, and pools and the ocean and none of us can stand this teasing. I want to say blue balls. I’m going to call it blue balls.

The worst bit is that, as though the government is mocking us, we are now on daylight savings time. Which was awesome on Monday and Tuesday, the children ran out into the cul-de-sac to kick footballs barefoot and in t-shirts at 6:00pm when their daddy got home, but today just signals another hour we can’t play outside. 


Fortunately, after a cold and overcast weekend, we’re forecast for low to mid twenties (C) for the rest of the month. And I am most definitely glad to see the back of winter.

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