Spring arrived Thursday and must have helped push the temperature to about 80 degrees for our hometown, but the warm trend took the sidelines to the anxiety about virus in the air.
Spring is just two days after St. Patrick’s Day, reminding us of the season’s greening, and we feel spring already in the air with temperatures into the 70s in our hometown, where more rain seems imminent.
The cold end of February will stretch out longer than usual for our hometown with an additional day referred to as Leap Day 2020, because of the calendar adjusting Leap Year that occurs once every four years.
Snow made believers out of the weather reports warning that this might happen on Thursday, when the early flakes mixed with slow rain continued throughout the day, turning heavier by lunch time.
Rains tapered off finally last Thursday to give Hometown folks a dryer weekend to begin accompanying loved ones and friends for Valentine’s Day, a warm way to deal with a little colder weather.
The Pigeon River flexed its flowing brown ripped face terrorizing the embankments in Newport late Thursday afternoon in our hometown after hours of rain bogged us down in a dreary landscape.
January weather ended with a mild few days after spine-gripping cold as our hometown enters the last full month of winter with February, which adds an extra leap day for folks like me who were born on the 29th.
Cold weather finally made January seem like winters past, when the temperature in our hometown fell into the upper teens and lower in the hoar frost covered mountains.
Weekend rains were expected to usher in much colder weather for our hometown, as January trudges to its long end but the icy news about Conagra’s planned Newport plant closing took away the sunshine.
After some cold and threatening weather blowing us into 2020, the sunshine about our hometown is sure to warm the mountains and hollows this weekend and extend for many winter days.
The New Year 2020 arrived with some cold brisk weather to motivate us after the holidays in our hometown with school back in session and the attention returning to school basketball.
Sunshine passed over Christmas and carried us warmly into the weekend before more rain threatened our hometown—perched days away from the New Year with its matching numbers: 2020.
At the end of this week the first day of winter is here, though with the snow and ice of last week our hometown felt what could have been the early arrival of winter, yet the shortest day of the year remains December 21.
Except for some gusty days, the recent December weather for our hometown has favored those who have to work outdoors to make a living. I visited one of those construction tradesmen who is marking 45 years building houses and structures in East Tennessee.
Fierce Wednesday winds last week in our hometown forced tens of thousands of loose leaves to flee across parking lots, on highways, and sidewalks scurrying around curbs before falling exhausted to the ground, when the wind rested.
Workers took advantage of a warm week of afternoons with little rain, for our hometown, to complete the shingled roof for the Kickliter building under construction across from the Plain Talk.
You can thank the early fogs in August for bringing in an early snowfall and bone chilling weather last week for our hometown that is seeing the sun return with briskness.
Grayer skies with hints of rain because of a cold front threatening these mountains greeted our hometown where folks will be turning up the heat and piling on blankets, as the temperature drops into the low 20s mid week
Weather forecasters promised rain and there was plenty of it arriving last Thursday afternoon at the tip of a cold front that sent temperatures for our hometown down to freezing. A rude awakening for November.
Shining Sumac reds contrasted against Tulip Poplar pale yellows have suddenly appeared after some showers and much cooler mornings for our hometown where fall is running late where forests are in no hurry to shed their leaves for winter.
By 11 a.m. last Thursday the temperature had bounced up from about 39 degrees to near 50 degrees in our hometown with reports of light frost across the pumpkin patches, and it seemed like a good morning to visit a junkyard. But before I tell you about some of Drew Ramsey’s hidden vehicle tre…
Crisp air, football well underway, and thoughts of Thanksgiving all channel our hometown thoughts to the way things used to be and today that takes us back to May and June of 1974 from the Newport Plain Talk files.
Sunday is supposed to begin a trend of cooler weather after rain for our parched hometown where the current 90s fall to the low 70s by Monday, Oct. 7 and shower chances increase.
Lonely raindrops, they finally started arriving late Thursday to dampen the blanket of loose leaves about our hometown while weather forecasters promise some 70-degee days towards mid-October.
A few rain drops splash danced off dry pavement or knocked the stubbornly dead leaves off trees around our hometown but gave only slight relief from the heat, thus it looks like many days to a frost.
In contrast to the record heat wave for mid September 2019 in East Tennessee for our hometown, Newport’s cool spring weather greeted events and change in 1974, as reported in the Newport Plain Talk pages in April that year.
Just when all eyes have been watching Hurricane Dorian shuffle slowly up the east coast flooding cities and states, in our mountain hometown the weather remains hot and dry. Any breeze dislodges the dry brown leaves in cascades.
Suddenly some brilliant red leaves have appeared on a few trees anticipating the arrival of fall not far away for our hometown that shivered a little, when the temperature dropped to about 60 degrees this past Friday morning.
A lattice work of late evening lightning announced the arrival of heavy rains last Thursday night, jarring the owls from their perches about our hometown, where residents look for cooler days the last week of August.
Ever so slowly like a hot August afternoon, the Cocke County scene shifts over decades, covering and uncovering the past. The new and the bright still to be revealed.
August is living up to its reputation of heat and drier days for our hometown, where athletes take to the fields to prepare for fall football and students return to their studies.
A distinct cool spell fell over the mountains in late July to dispel some of the early heavy rains for our hometown, yet the arrival of August seems to have brushed away the chill.
With morning temperatures in the mountains challenging the low 60 degrees accompanied by low humidity for our hometown you might begin to think about fall football.
As sure as the baby blue cornflowers have been opening every morning the thunderstorms returned daily drenching our hometown that is barely dry for the last days. The highlight happened to be a clear patch of sky for the full buck moon on July 16.
June rumblings rolled into July thunderheads that dumped rain on Thursday laced with blazing bolts of lightning until the cooler night air arrived for our hometown at this mid-month point in time.
Less rain and more heat for July cast its spell over the mountain landscape for our hometown, yet drying days improved chances of harvesting summer hay and taking advantage of outdoor picnics for the holidays.
Snaps of bright white lightning and sudden dark skies shaped over the mountains in late afternoons continuing the weather pattern for our hometown that expects to usher in July with temperatures in the 90s and above normal heat for at least the next 90 days.
Sharp cracks of lightning frightened the birds off their perches and winds scrambled the wailing trees about our hometown, as summer continued to its relentless arrival on Friday.
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.