Good grief is it cold and the wind is howling. I’m sitting here writing in this drafty farmhouse and my hands are cold. My hands are never cold. According to the weather site today, we have an Alberta Clipper passing through. When I envision a clipper, one of those speedy streamlined sailboats from the mid-1800s comes to mind. I suspect that’s a clue — speed. Well, not knowing for sure warranted a look-see. What exactly is an Alberta Clipper, why is it called that, and does speed play a role? This info hound poured another cup of coffee and went looking for answers.
I discovered the Alberta Clipper is a winter storm system that originates in the Canadian Province of Alberta. Hence the first part of the name. Clipper does indeed tie in to those ultra-quick sailing ships. This is one fast moving weather system.
The weather phenomena occurs when a low-pressure system develops on the lee side of the Canadian Rockies in Alberta, though sometimes the system starts in Saskatchewan, Manitoba, aka Saskatchewan Screamer and Manitoba Mauler (Sometimes they originate in upper Montana). Fueled by warm Pacific Ocean air, the low-pressure system gets caught up in the jet stream. Riding along those lofty air currents, it travels southeastward gaining speed across the Northern Plains, and on through the Great Lakes. It will eventually pass the Mid-Atlantic coast and from there head out across the Atlantic Ocean. There can be snow with an Alberta Clipper but its typically quick snowfall bursts generate only 1-3 inches because of the speed and general lack of deep moisture involved. If conditions are just right, deeper snowfalls can happen. Especially on the Atlantic coast. Alberta Clipper are known for gusty winds that blow in colder temperatures. Oh yeah.
I used to love stuff like this when I was a kid. I still do, come to think. I love how things get their names. I think I’ll linger on this topic a bit.
Another thing came to mind today. Bubble baths. Because January 8th is Bubble Bath Day. (I have no idea who decides what day is devoted to what, but sometimes they are fun to write about.)
For all the years I’ve known him, my husband has always been a fan of long bubble baths. His, not mine. lol
When we lived in Chicago in an 1890s wood frame house, we had a glorious bathtub — a big, high-backed, claw-footed, iron beauty just perfect for bubble baths. It was painted royal blue on the outside and that went perfectly with its white porcelain interior. I can’t imagine what it weighed when filled. Fortunately we never fell through the floor while bathing. In the winter, the tub had to be filled using only the hot water tap because the cold iron took forever to warm. A high-backed, cold-backed, tub is a real jolt to the body.
We don’t really use the tub anymore, haven’t in years. Baths waste too much water and there’s only so much clean drinking water in the world. Hubby and I compromised on the shower head. It’s a water-saver gadget that’s a tad more giving than the last. He said the last one was like taking a shower in the fog. His humor is why I married him.
Remember this guy? Hard to believe he’s 54-years-old. He used to give me a head-to-toe rash. lol
This is interesting.
History of Bathing
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