October 4th

We report: the clouds gathered at such a slow, measured pace that we only ended up noticing them from how dark it had become. We were examining the sphagnum moss in a puddle, and it gradually became more difficult to even see. Just like this, the rain started too.

October 3rd

We report: over the lake, cumulus are piling up in neat rows, along invisible streets created by the wind. The same wind is making ripples on the surface of the lake. There is a rhythm to the whole organisation, down to the movement of the shadows on the shore.

October 2nd

We report: this is rain far away, late, and somehow in the path of the sunshine this time as well. It is dry where we are (it feels humid, but under the threshold for precipitation), and we think the wind is pushing the situation away from us. Our eyes are stuck to the horizon.

October 1st

We report: with the moon still over half-full, there is enough light for the silver cirrus to show in the night sky. They are almost clearer than they would be in daylight, wrapping around the stars. It is now getting a little too cold for us to keep the window open like this.

September 30th

We report: it rains sporadically throughout the day, sometimes for an hour, sometimes a minute. We understand why looking at the clouds which are responsible for the precipitation; the rain does not look like it knows where it is going, even stopping mid-air here and there.

September 29th

We report: we have noticed that, early in autumn days, we often find waves in the sky. A few days after spring tides, we think it is only right that they should be there. Our expert says this has to do with rapid changes in temperatures. We can see them move with the naked eye.

September 27th

We report: the moon rose as it was already getting dark, and it was drizzling. It was only by chance that we saw it glowing through the clouds, and decided to wait until the wind pushed them away. It was a full moon yesterday, but as usual, it seemed equally full tonight.

September 26th

We report: in the afternoon of a hot day, the sky begins to undulate wildly - the clouds coming apart, colliding, the plates overlaying one another as the atmospheric pressure changes. It does not lead to rain right away. The whole sky stews in this instability for hours.

September 25th

We report: there is a bit of wind, and a lot of sunshine, humidity as well as we get to the later part of the afternoon. We are getting familiar with this feeling again - autumn and spring, when we are not sure whether we are hot or cold, or both at the same time.

September 24th

We report: the light is alive in the clouds at dawn, flowing through the veins created by the few gaps. It keeps transforming in the minutes we get to watch it. It loses the pink, and it gets weaker when it turns blue instead. Our expert, for once, decides to go back to sleep.

September 23rd

We report: we could not see much of the sky until the street lights got turned off. From there, the stars also first appeared out of our sight, and then in the white of our eyes, until they reached the middle of our pupils. We  found they shone icily in an anodised sky.

September 22nd

We report: mid-morning, the sky wrinkles and begins shrivelling up in some places. It was already a muggy day, but now, we feel a buzz settle in the back of our head. The humidity is wrapping itself around us, getting more stifling as the sun keeps moving higher in the sky.

September 21st

We report: we are walking at cloud-pace today. We get the exact amount of rain that the clouds are able to make, and later on, we only get the sun that these same clouds will let through. We feel like we have travelled a lot, even though the landscape has not changed much.

September 20th

We report: the humidity of this evening has bloomed into bright colours, so that even our tired eyes cannot help but awaken in the light. We feel cold, but we can tell this is more on us than the light breeze. Later on, we watch the sun slide off each layer of clouds, one by one.

September 19th

We report: there are flocks of birds in the sky at nightfall again. The days are still warm, but they are getting short, enough that we have to look out for the height of the sun in the late afternoons. Our export reminds us that the autumn equinox is in a few days.

September 18th

We report: since we came up to the mountains, we are now in the land of the clouds. Although one might refer to this weather as « a downpour », we like to think that we are « mapping the clouds ». We have not been able to take notes in the heavy rain, but we are paying attention.

September 17th

We report: it rained a lot, and our clothes have yet to dry completely. Even then, although we can feel our damp socks in our shoes, it feels like a new day when the sun comes out. It is brighter for the way it lives in puddles, in raindrops that are still suspended to the trees.

September 16th

We report: today, the wind blew in the same direction all day long, and the clouds formed along that way. It rained like that, we saw the slant, and the buildings got wet on that side. The planes went on all their right ways too, and we did not get lost on our own path.

September 15th

We report: this is pre-dawn. Under the glare of the streetlight, we hear a robin‘s song. The blue of this twilight is vibrating at a strange frequency that we cannot place. It seems to be a shade we had never seen before, solid and fuzzy at the same time. Our ears are buzzing.

September 14th

We report: this afternoon, the weather is at a standstill. At the top of the beach where the seaweed has come to wash, the clouds do the same, pushed to the shoreline with this morning’s high tide. There are thousands of seashells in the sand, all gorgeous and unique.