I don’t think this is the post time I’ve been moved to write about the weather. I suspect that many of our ancestors constantly had an eye on the weather, especially those on the land.
In the old days we had to just wait and hope. Then we could read a forecast in the daily or weekly newspaper. Now we can look at the radar images online.
This is what’s coming my way right now:
I’m in Hornsby, a small dot in the centre. The storm is coming from the south-west to the north-east – right towards me.
It’s coming, and it’s getting loud!