If you’ve tuned into the tv, radio or internet the past few days, you already know thiis–
Monday marked the fourth day of record-breaking temperatures 
here in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains.
But there was hope
As forecast, it arrived full blast on Tuesday afternoon, dropping high temperatures from 91degrees to 33 degrees in a mere 12-ish hours.
And with 
that record-breaking plunge came (early) September snow.
Incongruity
Not making sense, jarring, strange, odd, absurd, bizarre. Not fitting together.
Nor the exclusive property of the weather. Right in front of me on my trail walk two days ago—incongruities.
A bearded, Paul Bunyan look-alike leading a leashed miniature chihuahua. (I didn’t have the chutpah to take a picture) 
Ancient-looking rock formations in a creek with no nearby, similarly-sized rock sources.
A giggling, 
snuggling couple oblivious to anything oncoming.
Life.
Incongruously headspiningly filled with revolving laughter and tears. 
And hope for the next season, just around the corner.
To the Master Meteorologist— thank you!
Thanks a lot, Pat. I love your pictures and comment. Very insightful! Phil
This is a perfect example of a picture worth 1000 words. Love the photos and your brief comments. Keep them coming.
My first thought when I hear “ incongruity” is that which lacks harmony, a discord..Currently there seems to exist many incongruities in our world, nation, in our personal lives today. Can these many incongruities call us to a heighten awareness to listen , heal and repair divisions, thus prompting unity, justice , and respect for humankind?
Patricia, you clearly haven’t lost your wonderful talent of being a terrific wordsmith.