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!
For more fun with words, stop by the Margaret Serious page on Facebook.
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