It’s a blustery day, with the leaves skipping off the trees downtown and swirling around before flying away, kind of like Ridley Scott was in town. It’s cold and wet and grey, much like someone threw a switch and our Last Gasp of Summer (mild, golden days that light up the color on the trees so everything just sort of glows, again, in some filmmaker’s lighting dream) is over. So, it seems reasonable to inventory the work of the summer: 39 qts canned tomatoes 12 pts peaches + 7 pts & 1 qt left from last year 2 qts + …
Category: Seasons
Caitlyn came upstairs this morning and announced to her sleep-fogged parents that she had dressed herself in shorts and a short-sleeve shirt because: “It’s spring! Now we can eat popsicles!” I’ve been explaining for days that just because it’s the first day of spring doesn’t mean that it’s suddenly going to be warm and flowery. I think school might be complicating matters. Caitlyn explained the other day that on Friday, “while we’re sleeping, the Seasons Clock is going to go” – sharp hand motion going from left to right, made with a not-quite-thunking sound – “into spring. Then there will …
So, in the middle of December, Seattle got sat on by an arctic air mass that kept our high temperatures just on either side of freezing. Then, naturally, a storm or series of storms moved in and dumped all kinds of moisture through that arctic air mass, resulting in snow. Quite a bit of it, which is unusual for Seattle, since we’re so close to sea level and all. And because of the arctic air mass, the snow didn’t go anywhere, which is what it would have normally done. Nope, it sat and got snowed on again. Apparently, this kind …
The snow falls on Seattle, again. Hopefully, this will be just a temporary light dusting and not a repeat of last month. That’s about 12 inches in the back yard, nearly burying my (mostly dormant) raised beds. Although, maybe a three month snow cover in the back yard would be a blessing, since I wouldn’t be able to see just how traumatized the non-deciduous plants are. I try not to look, since I won’t know until spring if all the shriveled leaves mean the plants won’t survive this experience. Still, Caitlyn likes the stuff, and it’s very pretty freshly fallen. …
Snow! There’s between 4 and 6 inches (by my highly inaccurate and subjective measuring – that is, I looked at it and thought about quilting rulers and came to a conclusion) on the ground already, and it’s still falling. I’m astounded we still have power.
Oh my goodness, it’s cold. The snow that fell on Seattle last night is mostly still here, which is unusual in my (limited) experience. Factor in the wind and the perceived temperature has been below 20 degrees F all day, which is about where it’s forecast to be for the next week to ten days. I’m very much not looking forward to standing at the bus stop for our rides to and from school tomorrow. Cold weather is good, however, for appreciating the work that went into food storage over the summer. I spent time this evening pouring over cookbooks …