Yesterday’s wind was a wild and restless thing, blowing clouds across the sky and roaring through the treetops, sounding like a celestial lion. The day was much too warm for March 6, and such weather makes me uneasy. From time immemorial, people have had to watch the sky for their safety during threatening weather. I get uneasy and antsy and wish the storm would break so everything would settle down; do you feel that way too?
So, last night and this morning we had some storms, but now everything looks fresh and perky and the wind has calmed down from a roar to a gentle whisper. Thank goodness. If the storms did damage elsewhere, I don’t know of it yet.
Storms fascinate me; maybe that’s because they pretty much do as they will, unmindful of man’s wishes. Two kinds of weather I don’t like: winter and autumn days that are gray and dreary with an over-cast sky, when it is cold but there’s no snow or rain to make things interesting; and, summer days that are hot and dry, when the sky is like a brassy, searing bowl turned upside down overhead.
I like to write about weather. The Cemetery Club begins with a wham doogle of a spring storm and if it hadn’t been raining that night, Darcy and Flora might not have taken a tumble down Deertrack Hill. Grave Shift happens during changeable weather, warm one day, cold the next. Best Left Buried is a winter book. Snow covers the ground much as Darcy’s family covered an old secret and kept it hidden for years. Grave Heritage, as you know, happens during a July that is different from most summer months. Levi, Oklahoma is caught in a deluge of historic proportions, much as Tahlequah was a year ago last December. Moonlight Can Be Murder happens during a snowy December and the newest release, By the Fright of the Silvery Moon takes place in late autumn.
Weather plays an important role in each of my mysteries, which is as it should be, isn’t it? The shelter of a friendly home, a chat with friends, and a cup of coffee are much cozier when we know what’s happening outside.
The lion that roared last night is nowhere to be seen this morning. The sun shines and all is calm and serene, the uneasiness of yesterday forgotten as we look forward to a new day.
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