No sun, no moon,
no morn, no noon;
No dawn, no dusk,
no proper time of day;
No warmth, no cheerfulness,
no healthful ease.
No comfortable feel in any member;
No shade, no shine,
no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers,
no leaves, no birds—November!
“No!” --A poem by British poet and humorist Thomas Hood (1799-1845).
Thomas Hood certainly did not have Chicago in mind when, in 1844, he composed that description of dismal November weather in Britain, but it is unfortunately apropos to the conditions expected here by midweek.
A powerful and slow-moving storm system, accompanied by copious, wind-driven rain and chilly temperatures will descend on the area Wednesday and continue through Thursday, not abating until Friday—as wet snow.
--By Richard Koeneman, WGN-TV Meteorologist
