Yesterday I spent the day in a weird world of weather. Hurricane Ophelia barely touched Bournemouth, the seaside town where I live on the south coast of England, but what it did do was bring clouds full of sand from the Sahara Desert and dump some of it on my car.
It also filled the sky between me and the sun so, like many people across the UK, I passed the day in an eerie red-lit Martian world of dust and red light. Attached to this post is a picture of the view from my window that morning. It looks like the cover of a 1950s pulp SF paperback. By noon the sun, still embedded in the pillow of dark sky, had turned deep deep orange We were all rather thrilled by this weather. We were physically safe where we were, but excited by this connection with something so much bigger than ourselves. What might this tell us in terms of biophilic design?