After skies cleared revealing the firefly activity last week, the temperatures slid into the 50s for our hometown, that had recently endured 90s in May and now early springtime temperatures as summer edges in closer for Newport.
June will soon usher in the beginning of summer yet the last week of rain and thunderstorms has caused the black bears to scurry for shelter near our hometown, where gardens respond thirstily to the sweet showers.
We start the month of June steady on a Saturday, June 1, with promises of moderating weather to put us in an Andy Griffith easy-going mood in our hometown, where swallows circle late in the darkening afternoon skies.
The May 18 full moon, some call The Flower Moon, a blue moon because it is an extra full moon for the season, illuminated the heavy blossoms of the blackberry brambles around our hometown that now bakes in 90-degree weather.
New businesses and building activity, such as Commercial Bank, seem to be boosting the spirits of our hometown after a somewhat dreary early spring but the sunshine is shouldering through after blackberry winter.
Thunderstorms shook the pink and purple petals off the azaleas and newly blooming rhododendrons about our hometown that just passed through a mini-heat wave in early May.
April is holding on like the new leafy poison ivy vines unfolding in the last rainy days of the month about our hometown, but when May arrives in a rush the temperatures are set to exceed 80 degrees.
Suddenly it seemed like summer, if I could believe the thermometer in our hometown last Thursday rising into the mid 80s, and faning a light breeze to cool the afternoon and blow apart a blooming tulip or two.
March went out like a lamb this spring and seems to have ushered in a welcome warm front comforting our hometown this week. Rain gave way to temperatures normally seen in May. So time to turn down the thermostats and get rabies vaccinations for your pets.
March may be set to go the way of the bleating lambs except for a slight cool spell this weekend for our hometown, ready to welcome April and its array of pink and purple blossoms.
Spring arrived last Wednesday hours before the full moon shrouded early in its rising by thin clouds above our hometown looking forward to several days of sunshine on the downhill side of March.
Pasture lands are greening against the backdrop of yellow blazes of forsythia in time for St. Patrick’s Day Sunday, and not far behind for our hometown, in the March calendar constellation, is the first day of spring, the Vernal Equinox, arriving 5:58 p.m. on Wednesday, March 20.
The countryside is bright with yellow forsythia bushes; harbingers of spring soon to arrive in our hometown, where resident are looking in the rearview mirror at the passing cold and glistening white veil dissolving on mountain tops.
With a few days of dry weather at the end of February that drenched our hometown, folks managed to convince themselves it is time to garden and pack away the winter clothes and muddy boots.
You don’t need much of a memory to recall what has been happening about our hometown during the shortest month of the year, when most of the time it has been rain and cool days. Yet the yellow daffodils are already taking a peek at the month to come.
February is dwindling away with a variety of weather after mid-month for our hometown, unsure of what Presidents Day week might bring during the shortest month of the year.
Surely February 7, 2019 set some kind of record when temperatures reached about 80 degrees or higher for our hometown, and then had to endure high winds with crashing curtains of colder weather.
Looking out the window at the slow drifting snow or if you are in the higher elevations, the tree branches cased in pale blue and white ice, it seems time doesn’t move much. Yet, when I chatted with Terry Ottinger again last Thursday in our hometown, I was astonished it has been about four y…
The later days in January are living up to its reputation of being a cold and dark month, as you can look to the mountain tops somber with frosty heads about our hometown, where we are hunkered down for the winter nights to come.
Rain disappeared after a massive deep blue cold front stormed out of the north and over East Tennessee and our hometown last week allowing the sun to reappear and workers get outdoor jobs done.
After what seemed like endless days of rain and mud ruts extending for weeks across the landscape, the sunshine promises to return this week for our hometown.
Relentless rain after Christmas threatens the start of the New Year with more of the same and our hometown braces for possible flooding because of the huge amount of water racing out of the mountains.
Nothing is as whimsical as the weather with hot and cold fronts clashing over the mountains of our hometown, creating plenty of rain, some snow, but not much sunshine as citizens slide into winter this weekend.
Last Wednesday happened to be one of those many gray and cold December days, when I drove over for another visit with Rick Foust at Foust Screen Designs. The reason for the trip being his business expansion underway and long overdue, he said.
When the first cold flurries of snow arrived last week as a last gasp of late fall, our hometown is not expecting to get away from the pre-winter weather any time before winter actually arrives.
This past week despite temperatures dropping to 20 degrees, surrounding our hometown with sleet and snow flurries, some folks had to stay active outside and working. One of those I’ve been talking with is Gary Gregg, whose family operated the Custom Care dry cleaning business in Newport.
The bone cold mornings in late November might give the turkeys some reprieve over the holidays in our hometown because the 30s and 40s temperature is great for hog killing, so the old timers say.
Some drier days have prompted more folks to get outdoors whether to do late fall painting or decorating for Thanksgiving in our hometown or joining hunters for the late last months of the year.
Halloween eve spooked the warm clear weather last Wednesday after which our hometown took out its raincoat and umbrella to face the impending cool rains into early November. Can hog killing weather be far away?
The Hunter’s Moon last Wednesday night, the October full moon, ushered in rain for the weekend for our hometown where the first frosts of fall dusted the last green grass blades and leaves.
Last Thursday morning mountain temperatures dropped into the 30s for our hometown but most of us saw no frost and lows in the 40s. Just now the higher elevations are showing the traditional leaf color change.
Mid October feels more like summer still with citizens here about the mountains of our hometown wondering when the first frost might arrive? Old timers used to expect and see the thin cold covering in early September.
Rain and cooler temperatures arrived on the coat tails of fall for late September, cooling parched fields and coating dusty highways in our hometown, where golden rods rule the fields and the pale purple flowered Joe Pye weed is ending its late summer season.
Have you noticed the great increase in highway and interstate traffic in and about our hometown since Hurricane Florence tried to drown the citizens of North Carolina? We escaped with just a couple of days of drizzle and then sun returned to usher in the first day of fall this weekend.
If we though Newport has seen too much rain this summer, then let’s wait to see what is in store for our hometown these last days of summer. Fall officially arrives Saturday, September 22, at night. And in between is Hurricane Florence.
September and Labor Day continued August’s tradition of heat and showers for our hometown where farmers still scurry to harvest the last hay crops with a close eye on darkening skies towards evenings.
With the downtown utilities construction winding down at the end of October for our hometown, businesses like the Rustic Cow ice cream shop are glad to see the increase in traffic buying cold cones on hot afternoons.
Weather took a cool turn late last week when temperatures settled into the low 60s and an early fog covered the last of summer’s green about our hometown, anticipating a new month soon.
Like a summer melody the days of August are numbering down to about a dozen for our hometown, while the later part of the month is still beset by thunderstorms and hot temperatures.
Students have returned to their respective schools in early August at our hometown where they can escape some of the middle summer heat and where I found Randy Bethea at the Newport Ben Hooper Vocational/Technical School. He teaches auto mechanics.
If you are old enough you still might hear the faint echoes over time from the years the Tennessee Carolina Race Track brought thunder to our hometown, lately what we’ve been hearing is the storm thunder, as summer fights to hold its reign over its remaining days.
It seems that July like a black snake on a hot road continues to move through the heat but our hometown is seeing some relief from constant showers as August looms only a few days ahead.
The fair is over and middle of July weather continues to bring the incessant song from the cicadas surrounding our hometown still trying to get through this never ending month.
A few late July Fourth rockets explode in the hot nights over our hometown that oozed into the Friday the 13th weekend with more heat and little hope for rain until later this week to wet and save our scorching throats.
Surely fireworks exploded and glowed across the skies during the years of weekend racing at our hometown, when you drive back in time to the 1950s and 1960s. The tracks are gone or quiet these years but memories haunt the mountains.
Late June erupted in thunderstorms over the mountains with sheets of rain cooling hot pavement in Newport, welcoming in July with its own fireworks. You’ve seen the many fireworks tents in place to serve up exciting nights this week.
Cocke County slipped into summer last Thursday, June 21, the Summer Solstice, at 6:07 a.m. giving our hometown folks the longest day of the year. It is all downhill with shorter days, about a minute per day shorter, until the arrival of the Winter Solstice in late December just before Christmas.
Restaurants must be overflowing with fathers on their special day this weekend in Newport and many will be on the golf courses or fishing despite the pre-summer threat of 90s temperatures at our hometown.
The heat and little red chiggers returned in full force just in time for outdoor activities around our hometown, slowly baking in near-90s temperatures this weekend.
Happy frog songs during the evenings seem to have been created by the endless late spring rainy days for our hometown, while occasional patches of afternoon sunshine point to an approaching summer.