'Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks!
You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,
Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
Smite flat the thick rotundity o' the world!
Crack nature's moulds, an germens spill at once,
That make ingrateful man!'
Proof that the GFS 06z always has provoked wild analysis and forecasts.
Usual rules, though in keeping with the time of year, every post that fails to incorporate a Christmas term or theme into its analysis will be removed and the poster banned for 6 weeks.
Originally Posted by: Gandalf The White