Quotes About Weather

A cloudspotter should hold up three fingers with an extended arm. If the individual elements of the layer are wider than all three fingers, the cloud is probably of the lower Stratocumulus genus. If they are smaller than the width of one finger, then it is more likely to be a high layer of cloudlets, called a Cirrocumulus. It is most likely to be an Altocumulus layer when the size of the cloudlets is somewhere between the two – smaller than three fingers and larger than one.

It doesn't rain every day. Just every other day.

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

it was forty degrees outside.

The rain keeps up throughout the next day. "Lovely English summer we're having," everyone jokes.

Christmas dawned clear and cold; lovely weather for killing Germans, although the thought seemed somewhat at variance with the spirit of the day.

Near the end of the flood, weather forecasters began tallying up just how much rain had fallen in the Dayton area alone. One estimate making the rounds shortly afterward was that during the four days it rained on Dayton, the amount of water dumping over the city and passing through the streets equaled the amount of water that flows over Niagara Falls in a four-day period.

United States Weather Bureau concluded that over 8,000 square miles,* 9 trillion gallons of water fell, weighing 33 billion tons.

During their long period of unease about a hot Christmas, Australians rarely noticed that they had more access than their British relatives to a vital part of the traditional Christmas story: 'the stars in the bright sky'. Eventually they ceased to lament that their Christmas came in hot weather.

Whan that Aprille with his shoures sooteThe droghte of March hath perced to the roote.

Lord, this is an huge rayn!This were a weder for to slepen inne!

O wynd, o wynd, the weder gynneth clere.

There is something in our minds like sunshine and the weather, which is not under our control. When I write, the best things come to me from I know not where.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.

Tonight's forecast: Dark. Continued dark tonight turning to partly light in the morning.

Weather forcast for tonight: dark. Continued dark overnight, with widely scattered light by morning.

October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came - The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.

Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies; The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare, And shed their substance on the floating air.

We live in Houston, Texas!" Grandma wiped her hands with a rag. "You'd get heat stroke.

When visitors came to the fine state of Texas, they expected a dry, rolling plain studded with longhorn cattle, oil derricks, and an occasional cowboy in a huge hat. According to them, that plain had only one type of weather: scorching. That wasn't true at all. In fact, we had two types, drought and flood.

No one quite knew why, but they felt light-hearted. Maybe it was because of the beautiful weather. The sky, so blue, seemed gently to bow down towards the horizon and caress the earth.

A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.

The madcap English weather which had been putting on a passable imitation of June now decided to play March.

different if, somehow, not so much better, than the rougher food of the Elders – disparaging Rossemian weather, referring with an attempt at casualness to the intricacies of space travel.