One of the best things about the weather is that it provides an instant talking point. Sunshine, breezes, wind, fog, rain, mud, warm and cold there is always something to talk about (and I don’t think it is just me who thinks in this way).
The last few days in the Vale of Pickering have been really foggy, and as a result silent and enclosed, and its setting (the North York Moors and Yorkshire Wolds) invisible. As a result we look inward rather than outward – and don’t even see other people to talk about the weather.
I’m trying to work out how weather and climate (an areas long-term weather patterns) impact our perceptions of landscape. In the Spring, Summer and Autumn places can be warm and inviting – open and connected to the outside world, but when seasons change places can soon become unconnected and bleak. I suppose the most dramatic circumstances of this in the 21st century are the ways in which transport connections are impacted in bad weather (ferry services disrupted, bridges closed and roads made impassable).
But it does mean that places ‘mean’ different things at different times of the year – rather than a ‘fixed’ set of values or meanings a place changes – and that goes alongside our perception of heritage as a process rather than a fixed product.
And it also means that I might need to do a bit of proper library research to find out more.