I returned from a bout of traveling last week and have since experienced the oddest Colorado weather I can remember. Thunderstorms? Sure. Rain? Definitely. But day after day after day of severe weather and flood warnings in this place known as a high desert has got me stumped. For the past half hour I have been listening to continuous thunder spurned from multiple layers of lightning. The rain, though heavy, seems insignificant compared to the flash and crash of the clouds.
And like that, it's gone.
For six days now the weather has been as such. Mostly in the afternoon and evening (typical Colorado), these storms disrupt relaxed post-dinner rides home with hurricane dramatics, bubbly trampoline-bouncing toddlers, and quiet evenings on the porch.
Really, the point of all this flowery writing?
What gives?!
Is this the confirmation scientists have been looking for about climate change (please?)? Is this an 'off' year? Is this the monsoon that ends the draught? Can El Niño be blamed?
I guess I sound as if I'm complaining. I'm not. Our recent jaunt to Breckenridge has shown me how beautiful Colorado can be when adequately watered; how fast and fun swollen rivers are when record snowfall melts and rains dump.
But it is just strange.
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