I live in the far southeastern corner of Colorado—30 miles from Kansas to the east and 30 miles from Oklahoma and New Mexico to the south. You can count on it that meteorologists on television news programs will position themselves at their green screen (is that what it’s called?) exactly in front of where my county is as they prognosticate about weather conditions in the rest of the state.
We have plenty of news-worthy weather here that is rarely mentioned on the weather news reports. For instance, overnight and all day today, we’ve had a nice, heavy wet snow of 8 inches or so. That’s remarkable for our high plains desert climate. We get yearly dust storms, usually more than one that close down our highways. These storms give the worst of the Dust Bowl years’ dust clouds a run for their money. We get hit by hard winds that move masses of rolling tumbleweeds that pile up and over tops of houses.
This map shows where I live in relation to the Dust Bowl area of the 1930s. I live in/on the edge of the worst part of the ‘bowl’.
Despite that, when I watch the nightly weather report, apparently, the weather in my corner of the state is usually so mediocre that meteorologists are consistently unaware of our existence.
I can count on it.
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Until next time,
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