The sky over The Blackwater Valley this morning was a most beautifull palette of oranges, reds, pinks and purples. The red sky of morning has long being a great subject matter for rhymes, poetry and folklore with the colour being an omen of impending bad weather to a selection of trades from fishermen and farmers to postmen and milkmen.
These little rhymes however do have some scientific and meteorological basis.http://www.theweatherprediction.com/habyhints/139/ In our latitudes most storm systems travel from west to east and are usually preceded by high cirrus clouds. As the sun begins to rise it can reflect a red or pink colour off these high cirrus clouds before it even appears over the eastern horizon.
This morning the weather changed fairly quickly and even before the sun had rose proper above the horizon the clouds in the west had thickened and all the red colours were gone from the sky.
Still, for a while the spectacle was very nice to look at.
A magical time of the day.
The above picture which is a little grainy
shows a zoom shot of communications masts
on the far hill which seem to be breeding as each time I look their numbers have
The morning light put a lovely pinkish hue on the whole scene.
But! What did the day herald?
Pancakes of course.
Happy Pancake day!