Eye strain has kept me away from the computer for a few days, so following butterflies around the garden has been more my speed. I blame the eye strain mostly on the amount of political news I read online, far more than is safe for a balanced mind and clear eyes, so that’s one [...]
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Nighttime temps haven’t dipped into the 30s yet, still the calamintha was somehow dusted with ice crystals yesterday morning Spanish moss (Tillandsia usneoides) always looks chilly The daytime temps, anyway, make for perfect biking weather. My Christmas present to Marty was a bike bell, and his present to me was…a bike bell. [...] When I was a callow youth, a period of uncertain beginning and dubious ending, if all you could talk about was the weather, you had my sympathy. (Possibly you also had my barely concealed disdain as well as sympathy. I was that callow.) Weather conversation was a fallback adults used to avoid discussing all the [...] Two storms this week, unusual for April. February is usually our wettest month. The first storm arrived around midnight Tuesday, the other is due later tonight. Just before the first storm, leaves were swept, tables and chairs straightened. Later that night I fell asleep to the sound of rain drumming on these tables, a [...] High winds. It’s not too much to ask of February/March to deliver a hometown sky equivalent to a View of Toledo, is it? Just once or twice, instead of day after day of vapid blue sky? It is winter, after all. How about an occasional, teensy, triumphal shaft of light piercing roiling thunderheads? A little heavenly drama, [...] Monday’s child is fair of face Tuesday’s child is full of grace, Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s child has far to go, Friday’s child is loving and giving, Saturday’s child works hard for a living, But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day Is bonny and blithe and good and gay. [...] Life aboard an old, creaky 1919 bungalow often feels like living on a boat to me. Many years ago we were actually this close to buying an old wooden boat to live on and sail, called the “Anteak.” I’m still not sure which antique would have been more labor intensive to maintain, the old wooden [...] Unusual for January 4, 80 degrees, dry, and piercingly blue sky. Sweaty weather for garden work. Great weather if you’re a succulent. There’s really nothing else I can think of that could cause this mysterious pitting: Last week a very local weather system kicked up, causing a tremendous downpour and hail. The rainfall was that rare, torrential, deafening kind that always makes me laugh in amazement. The thunder and lightning soon put a stop to the [...] |
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