Weather really is the ultimate language. It's universal, it affects every human, shapes our news, our history, brings life and takes it away, makes money, costs us money. And despite the mega millions pumped into predicting it, forecasters still are nowhere near 100 per cent accuracy - even if some think they are.
Whether you're in the middle of Russia, the south of Florida, the top of Everest or on a tropical island, the weather forecast is something most of us check every day.
The weather also brings us together. Severe weather events that physically tear a community apart usually lead to the community bonding and strengthening. But not always.
In a few weeks I will visit New Orleans, perhaps more famous now for Hurricane Katrina than for jazz and blues and its French Quarter. You could argue it's also more famous for the BP oil spill.
When Katrina slammed into the city in 2005 many argued the US government failed it and its people. The community has fallen apart in a number of parishes (suburbs) and I'm going there, finally, to witness what Mother Nature can do to a well-established city, and to see why tens of thousands of people have not returned.