This summer's weather words... not foul ones, somehow

This summer's weather words... not foul ones, somehow

Our Chicago Now manager, Jimmy Greenfield, recently sent out a challenge to look at older posts and present ways in which your opinions have changed.

Last summer, I wrote this post about "Cooling words for hot weather." Yes, back then, we needed such help! This year, not so much (she wrote confidently), so here is a new collection of weather-related quotations for when things are, well, not so hot.

"It hain't  no use to grumble and complain,

It's just as easy to rejoice;

When God sorts out the weather and sends rain,

Why rain's my choice."

-- So wrote Indiana's own James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916).


"It grows harder to write, because there is much less weather than when I was a boy and practically no men and women at all."

-- F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896-1940) wrote that, but he didn't seem to have that much difficulty writing about the men and women he did find.

Here's something earlier, but much more familiar this summer:

"Loud roared the dreadful thunder,

The rain a deluge showers."

-- That wasn't Chicago, that was "The Bay of Biscay" by Andrew Cherry (1762-1812). Honestly!

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  • I adore that last one. Sometimes I get jealous I haven't written great phrases like that!

  • In reply to Kathy Mathews:

    Thanks, Kathy. I'm glad you enjoyed it -- and don't worry, some of your own phrases are quite good in themselves!

  • after the rain--

    Kobayashi Issa

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    Very poetic,

  • I love these quotes and the one attributed to F. Scott Fitzgerald made me laugh although I fear it wasn't meant to! Speaking of a deluge of showers....I got caught in one of these a few weeks ago---I was five [walking] blocks from home so I received a good soaking but loved the smell and feel and not being "in control" and laughed at myself for having neither umbrella nor rain boots that day. A mood-enhancer!

  • In reply to folkloric:

    I think I was caught in the same deluge, but I wish I'd been happier at the time. It was around noon on June 15 (a.k.a. the day the Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup), and suddenly I was in a puddle as big as the whole sidewalk. My knee still hurts from the experience... but future deluges will be mood-enhancers because I'll be able to compare them to my great mood later that day (i.e., after the game).

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