The Life of Mrs. Miles

Osoyoos Lake looks like a big slice of Swiss cheese, with the black 'holes' of ice showing through the snow. And it occurred to me, it now looks similar to another local lake, Spotted lake. Spotted lake gets its appearance from the mineral pockets though. Our lake changes every day - as does the weather.

Spotted Lake

This all makes me think of a poem I just found, about the ever changing weather, though the poem was made about the weather in England.

I wake to a day that is cloudy and grey,

So I put on my hat and my mac.

I walk down the street with my boots on my feet,

and the crafty old sun's creeping back.

I run to the house as fast as a mouse,

And quickly change into a dress,

But before I can go I hear thunder and so,

I'm getting confused I confess.

I creep out the door and slip on the floor

When I find there is snow on the ground.

I walk into a tree, its not easy to see

When the fog is so thick all around.

It just seems to me, and I'm sure you'll agree,

Tha our crazy old weather's unique.

Where else would you find, snow, rain, sun and wind -

Not yearly, but all in one week.

Jean Forrest

What's your weather like?