It's only like 50 degrees here. We never have anything harsh when it is that cool. Unless it was ninety and then dropped to fifty... That's when you start thinking about The Wizard of Oz.
Here in Georgia, and I'm sure you remember from Alabama, when it gets very still, the birds disappear, and the air takes on a yellowish tint, it's time to head for the basement.
Yokohama in the distance on the right, Tokyo on the right, Chiba and Kisurazu on the left. (Taken while flying in from the north). I took this when I got to fly in the jumpseat of the 787 during an internship I was doing . San Francisco in April, flying around on my birthday Flying to Japan in a 747 I have an unhealthy obsession with clouds Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
I know about summers in Rocky Mtn. Nat'l Park-beautiful sunny, warm/hot days, followed by cold nights.
There is a saying which goes "Red sky at night, shepherd's delight. Red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning." It means if the sky is kind of red in the evening the weather next day will be great, but if there is a red sky in the morning you are doomed to dismal weather. It is a great picture Sent from my LG-V480 using Tapatalk
