weather

Some people are just built to survive all types of inclement climes, be it cold, rainy, stormy, hail or snow.  Some people even prefer the cold to heat.  I, on the other hand, live for bright blue skies and sunny days. I am, without a doubt, a fair weather wimp.

The Santa Anas stir the ghosts of California. All Californians know it. As the wind rushes down the hills, we expect something bracing and invigorating. But it defies us — hot, blowing to the sea, cracking our lips.

my head is exploding / and the world reverberates with static / I am an old abandoned tv that / no one remembered to switch off

It feels like I’ve always been cold. I remember freezing since I was as young as 10 years old. It only got worse from there. No matter how many winter coats or heaters or hot packs I bought, the cold would not leave me.

Fearful, alone in the parking lot, the sounds of thunder drifted closer. Opening my weather app to check when it would rain, I saw the advisory that would bring my alarm to a whole new level- not only was there a heat advisory and a 100% chance of a lightning storm, there also just so happened to be a tornado advisory.

If weather is so powerful in shaping our physical and emotional landscapes, why, then, is it often so deeply overlooked?

Being in Berkeley this summer has me thinking about what I miss about the summer heat. But here's the catch — I don't really miss too much about it.

The scariest part about warm February is that it makes you feel like you’re too late. But a great remedy for grief is to just get outside.

I had spent the beginning of the new year on the northern half of the Oregon coast, dedicating more than half of my days on its sandy beaches.

I was surprised about all things "Californian" that I just hadn’t expected. Here are a few things I've learned and a couple that have left me stumped!