Thanks to André, I've been thinking about the weather a lot lately!
We take our language so much for granted that we sometimes need to think about the richness of it.
For example, when talking about the wind and the cold, what do we say?
It's gusty/there's a nip in the air/ it's chilly.
But how about;
'It's a cold and lazy wind that cuts through you'.
or
'When the wind's in the east it's no good to man nor beast'.
or perhaps a more Yorkshire saying;
I'm nithered!
We English have dozens of ways of takling about the rain.
'It's spitting!, probably the most famous recently thanks to Peter Kay You know the kind of rain that goes right through you!
Brilliant!