Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Willie the Weatherman

Hearing the Primary children in church singing "I often go walking through meadows of clover and I carry armfuls of blossoms of blue". I would picture in my head fields and fields of beautiful blue flowers with no mosquitoes, no gnats, no thorns. Now, when I often go walking it is to swat away the mosquitoes, the gnats, and wonder if it is going to be "Raindrops keep falling on my head".

When I went to get the newspaper this morning, it was a wonderful day. Cloudy, but cool. I just knew this was going to be a great walk. Live doppler radar can, and I emphasize CAN, be a wonderful thing. This morning, that radar didn't show anything but clear skies. Excitement filled my feet and on went my walking shoes. Hatcher was jumping for joy, which he always does when he sees me put on my shoes because he knows a walk is just around the corner (and another corner, another corner-you get the picture). We start our walk and I begin to feel like Mr. Rogers "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood". That was true until the misty rain began to fall upon my glasses. You see, when you wear glasses as thick as mine (-8.0 prescription for those of you who know what that means), there's no taking them off while you are walking. Pebbles look like boulders, cracks in the road look like potholes, and others walking look like one big glob of color. Oh, how I miss the days of wearing contact lenses. If it is raining, you have a constant windshield wiper with you, your blinking eyes.

In my early childhood years many, many moons ago, we watched a show called "Romper Room".
It was like going to nursery school in your own home. First thing we did was take care of the weather. Willie the Weatherman, who wasn't real, was posted on the board. Willie had a wonderful wardrobe consisting of umbrellas, rain hats, rain coats, rain boots, snowsuits, mittens (we lived in New York), a bathing suit, etc., etc. To tell you the truth, I have more faith in Willie the Weather Man than I do in Greg Bostwick the Weather Man. Can't Greg do something for those of us who walk? Maybe across that radar map that shows no rain he could write "Misty rain" or "Possible sprinkles". Or maybe put little dots of some other color that would let us know that there is a possibility of misty rain that dots your eyeglasses so that you can't see.

Does anybody know if they tell you the weather on Sesame Street? Maybe Ernie or Bert, or better yet Big Bird as his head is higher up could gain my confidence in predicting the weather. Sorry Greg, I have more faith in early childhood classes that can tell me what the weather is really going to be. Maybe you could put Willie the Weatherman on your website?

2 comments:

The Browns said...

you can just move to Vegas..the weather...Sunny!

Rondi said...

Heck for awhile there you had more rain than we did. Now that's strange.