Or so Elmore Leonard might advise if he was talking about blogs instead of books. Because weather is generally boring. Observe:
Today it rained a lot and was cold. We didn’t experience catastrophic flooding and it didn’t actually drop below freezing, but things got wet and the buses were crowded, damp and unpleasant.
Was that interesting? No, it was not. This is a little better:
Today a series of mega-tornadoes swept through the city, blowing apart skyscrapers, flattening dozens of blocks and leaving behind nothing but smoking ruins. It also rained a lot and was cold.
Although this is more exciting it also has the small issue of being untrue in regards to the mega-tornadoes. Astute readers are likely to know that mega-tornadoes hardly ever sweep through Metro Vancouver, putting them in a negative and non-receptive state of mind for the rest of your post. They may even decide to not read further at all, knowing full well that millions of amusing cat images are just a few clicks away in another tab.
So I’m not going to talk about the weather. Instead I’m going to talk about the seasons. Most people associate seasons with weather but technically you can talk about one without discussing the other. As I am about to do in the next paragraph.
The winter solstice was yesterday, December 22, and as such this means the shortest day of the year has passed and now the days will get longer and before you know it the glory of summer will have returned. Hooray summer!
That is all.
P.S. It better not snow before then. Damn snow.
