AREA FORECAST DISCUSSION
NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE AMARILLO TX
346 AM CST TUE NOV 1 2005
.DISCUSSION...
IN THE SPIRIT OF THE EVENING...IT SEEMED SINGULARLY APPROPRIATE TO
DIP INTO THE /ALBEIT SEVERELY PARAPHRASED/ QUINTESSENCE OF THE AUTUMN
LITERARY VERNACULAR FOR THE FORECAST DISCUSSION OF THE MORNING.
WITH APOLOGIES TO EDGAR ALLAN POE...
ONCE UPON A MIDSHIFT DREARY, WHILE I PONDERED WEAK AND WEARY,
THE NUANCED ATMOSPHERIC REALM, THE WEATHER YET IN STORE,
MIDNIGHT TEMPERATURES WERE FALLING, SKIES WERE CLEARING, WIND WAS
STALLING,
FREEZING MARKS WERE ALL BUT CALLING, RAPPING AT THE OFFICE DOOR,
FURTIVE FREEZING MARKS WERE KNOCKING, TAPPING ON THE OFFICE DOOR;
ONLY THIS, AND NOTHING MORE.
UPPER RIDGING ON THE MORROW, DREAMS OF RAIN SHALL TURN TO SORROW,
LIFT AND MOISTURE LACKING BRING NO STORMS LIKE DAYS BEFORE,
SUBTLE BOUNDARIES IN LATE MORNING, AT AFTERNOON ARE SEEN ADJOURNING,
"CONVERGENT FLOW!" THEY SCREAMED, IN WARNING: PREMATURELY HOPES DID SOAR,
TROUGHING IN THE ROCKY LEE THEN SOUTHERN WINDS HEREIN RESTORE;
BOUNDARY GONE, FOREVERMORE.
MIDWEEK RECORDS NEARLY BREAKING, NATURE AUTUMN'S NORMS FORSAKING,
AUTUMN WARMTH UNLIKE THE AUTUMNS OF THE DAYS OF YORE;
BUT THE PLEASANT WARMTH INSPIRES GROWING THREAT OF WILDFIRES,
"FATE!" CRIED I, "O FATE! THE SHIRES OF THE PLAINS THY HAND DOTH GORE,
PITY A DRYING LAND THE SHIRES OF WHICH THY STEALTHY HAND DOTH GORE!"
QUOTH THE RAINFALL, "NEVERMORE!"
COMES A BOUNDARY SLOWLY DRIFTING FRIDAY, ONLY DRY AIR LIFTING,
DRIVEN SOUTHWARD BY A SYSTEM, TOO FAR NORTH WE FIND ITS CORE;
BUT LEE TROUGHING THEN RESUMING MONDAY NEXT SEEMS UNASSUMING,
SOUTHWESTERN SURFACE FLOW IS DOOMING DAYS TO REPEAT THOSE BEFORE,
DOWNWARD SLOPING WINDS REPEAT THE WARMING DAYS THAT CAME BEFORE,
BRINGING SOLACE NEVERMORE.
MODELS ON THE WHOLE AGREEING, PRECIPITATION WE'RE NOT SEEING,
POTENT SYSTEMS ABSENT MOVING ON THE LAND'S PACIFIC SHORE;
ZONAL FLOW IS DOMINATING, DRIER AIR KEEPS INFILTRATING,
LACK OF RAIN INFURIATING, "HELP US, NATURE!" WE IMPLORE;
WHEN WILL MOISTURE QUELL IMPENDING DROUGHT FROM HEREFORD TO LEFORS?
QUOTH THE RAINFALL, "NEVERMORE! (WELL, AT LEAST THROUGH DAY 7)"
