Tuesday, March 8, 2011

March - The Unpredictable


"I've felt that dissatisfaction is the basis of progress. When we become satisfied in business, we become obsolete."
-- J. Willard Marriott Sr., hotel executive 


March 11, 1888 was the beginning of what would go down in history as "the Blizzard of '88." It began as light rain and turned into heavy snow in the northeast U.S., paralyzing major cities for days. More than 400 people died as a result of the storm.  

Makes people in the Northeast a bit leery I'm sure as that date approaches while there are storms threatening across the country. 

Here in Wisconsin we had a fine, fine snow all morning and it has now changed to light mist-like rain as our temperatures reached 33 degrees. The sky is a summer dark. Clouded, gray skies have that gloomy, storm nearby-look, with the kind of heavy lead-like looking clouds that signify something is on the horizon. 

Late tonight snow warnings are posted for us. We expect up to 8 inches of the heavy, wet, white to fall.  Winter refuses to believe what the ground hogs said about spring coming early this year.  We can't all be right all the time, can we?

You have to admit it's beautiful though isn't it? The picture is from friend and photographer Sherri Palm.

And weather can add something to your writing from angst - a feeling of claustrophobic isolation to the warmth of a roaring fireplace while the North Wind rages outside. Think about it...it plays part in my candlelight series...Death by Candlelight and Candlelight and Shadows.

**See the new covers - for print books the new covers will ship for electronic the old covers will be included with download. {author's note}

2 comments:

Sylvia Kaye Hamilton said...

Very inspiring Billie. I love the description, except I almost had to put a sweater on just reading it. Imagery is wonderful.

I think that is an important part of writing.

Great Blog!

Pee Wee

Word Crafter said...

Thanks Pee Wee I take this as a supreme compliment coming from you the Mistress of making content real. Thanks for stopping by.
Billie