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Its 3:40 PM and its a dark and drizzly grey world outside. It’s not even 4 o’clock, but the sun has pretty much exited for the day. A few days ago, I felt as if I was practically swimming home, the rain pushing, pulling and soaking me from diagonal angles that only rubber hip waders paired with a whaler’s rain slicker would have withstood. These dark days of rain and wind I must admit, is one aspect I think I could do without.
But apparently, as weather fares in Scotland, Glasgow has been on the lucky side. This November record highs in rainfall have been met for several parts of Scotland, resulting in disastrous flooding throughout the region. And it would seem it’s not going to get better anytime soon. This blog entry in the guardian talks a bit about the rain and the histories of the rain, and points to climate change as the cause of the wetter weather patterns continually slipping further south.
And the dreary, persistent drizzle takes its mental toll too. As if getting out of bed wasn’t hard enough, residents in the UK and Ireland (and anywhere at a high latitude for that matter) have high percentages of Seasonal Affective Disorder or SAD. So for any of y’all planning to come this way, make sure to bring your favorite hip waders along.
