Google:- why does it rain in winter season more than others.
Google's Ans:- Great question! Your logic is sound, but
you're missing one very important factor.
Warmer air can hold more moisture before reaching
saturation, and this relationship is not a linear one.
Me:-
Who cares the logic now behind this, not me atleast.
Well to describe today's weather
It began as a whispering in the air. The day was beautiful
and the sky was like a dome of plasma-blue. The clouds had looked like airy
anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of sun.
The wind blows cold, it was like first serenade winter's song. Upon the
grass there were tiny water droplets, much like sprinkled sugar over cake. The
frigid air had a way of keeping us in the moment, wicking away body heat faster
than it is replaced. It's was like one of those days when normal clothes aren't
enough, when they feel thinner than they are. Breaths rose in puffs, arms hug
each body tightly and there was briskness to movements that were frozen like
snow. Tomorrow faces will reflect the warmth of the sun in their smiles, today they showed resilience and a will to
prevail.
Bitterly cold and humid - such an enchanting combination.
Every surface, every blade of grass and twig is growing long ice crystals ten
or more millimetres in length. I could sees the low fog that clings, hiding the
homes at the top of the street; I felt it too - winters breathing on everone’s skin. It whisked the heat away leaving
everyone pale even though blood still
runs in their body.
The woods were filled with an ominous brittle silence. There
was a shriek from the trees that mom said was a branch twisting under the sheer
weight of iced droplets. I had opened the curtain to the blue dawn, but I
hastily closed it against the cold diffusing across the window glass. In our
unheated room, our breath was vapor, and the floorboards cold to the pads of
our feet.
#todaysweathers #coolweather #beautifulhyderabad
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