I sense a lot of airborne water is heading east of here. Thick, rainless clouds on the move, perhaps towards Colorado in a few days. We will want that water back via your river.
Speaking of tornado weather, cat-sitting for daughter in Harrisburg. In seventies last couple days, today, forties. Winds off and on causing door to whistle, scaring the cat.
We have been right on the edge of being in a drought since late last year and rain is a good thing. What isn't good is getting it all at once, blowing sideways at 65 mph.
Without the water, we don't get good cherry tree blossoms. Those cherry tree blossoms, thar in the south, look like monster blooms and happy well watered trees. Our cherry trees are delicate and we don't have many. Too high and dry here. We have tons of the blooming crab apple, but the true blooming cherry - that is a delicate sweetness that I savor. They also bloom later in the spring.
I checked the radar and the forecast. Nothing much headed our way. We are definitely in a drought. The snow-pack in the northern and central mountains is at about 70% of normal. The southern mountains, including the Sangre De Cristo range - bone dry. No snow. New Mexico is hurting worse than we are.
On the weekends, I like to go to Starbucks to watch black people kicked out of them (j/k), grab a chai latte and a sandwich, and then take a walk to my local dog park and just sit around watching other peoples dogs run and play while i think of mine doing it over the rainbow bridge. It makes me feel better.
I love how they look and smell like wads of roses.
Me too! Their look is distinct. Soft and sort of fragile, reminding me of the pom pom flowers we used to make with Kleenex and pipe cleaners.
We have nothing close to a bloom out on any tree here in MI. Unseemly. With the city plow truck bombing past this morning, to make two passes on our street. I'm guessing they had to take the blades or trucks out of storage to get that to happen.
On Friday, I packed up the cupboard that still held our old dog's food bowl and water dishes tucked back in a corner, and I put them in the give away box with what felt like a grateful heart. Later that night however, as I was wandering around the internet before bed and found myself looking for Chocolate breeders in the area of our new home, I realized there was a part of me that still loves, misses and cherishes the goodness that ate, drank, and shared ten years of life with us, through rain or shine.
We are seriously in need of a warm up. Today the Robins have been hopping around on the ground under the bird feeder, picking up the black oil sunflower seeds that have fallen there. They've also been approaching the suet feeder on the fly in the hope of getting something from that, looking like giant hummingbirds, with their beaks in the feeder and their large wings flapping. I threw out some apple chunks and now they are sitting in the tree next to the window looking in with that quizzical, tipped head, "Can't you do something more!" look. We are definitely done with winter and ready for soft ground and a spring song.
MamaM- Never fails that once the few cherry trees burst forth - wham - cruel late spring snow. Happens all the time here.
Some years, when conditions are perfect, I will stand there as long as i can, luxuriating in the cherry "rose" blossom splendor while listening to the happy bees buzzing. Spring time is so amazing and fleeting.
We will take your moisture Allen S. Send it here, stat.
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I sense a lot of airborne water is heading east of here. Thick, rainless clouds on the move, perhaps towards Colorado in a few days. We will want that water back via your river.
Speaking of tornado weather, cat-sitting for daughter in Harrisburg. In seventies last couple days, today, forties. Winds off and on causing door to whistle, scaring the cat.
Rain you say? - we'll take it, and deal, you can have it back.
We have been right on the edge of being in a drought since late last year and rain is a good thing. What isn't good is getting it all at once, blowing sideways at 65 mph.
Without the water, we don't get good cherry tree blossoms. Those cherry tree blossoms, thar in the south, look like monster blooms and happy well watered trees.
Our cherry trees are delicate and we don't have many. Too high and dry here. We have tons of the blooming crab apple, but the true blooming cherry - that is a delicate sweetness that I savor. They also bloom later in the spring.
you are lucky, Sixty - you and pup enjoy.
Cat sitting. Lucky kitty.
I checked the radar and the forecast. Nothing much headed our way. We are definitely in a drought. The snow-pack in the northern and central mountains is at about 70% of normal. The southern mountains, including the Sangre De Cristo range - bone dry. No snow. New Mexico is hurting worse than we are.
I love how they look and smell like wads of roses.
They look like magnolias!
Dickin', you don't have any moisture because it's all where I live.
On the weekends, I like to go to Starbucks to watch black people kicked out of them (j/k), grab a chai latte and a sandwich, and then take a walk to my local dog park and just sit around watching other peoples dogs run and play while i think of mine doing it over the rainbow bridge. It makes me feel better.
I love how they look and smell like wads of roses.
Me too! Their look is distinct. Soft and sort of fragile, reminding me of the pom pom flowers we used to make with Kleenex and pipe cleaners.
We have nothing close to a bloom out on any tree here in MI. Unseemly. With the city plow truck bombing past this morning, to make two passes on our street. I'm guessing they had to take the blades or trucks out of storage to get that to happen.
On Friday, I packed up the cupboard that still held our old dog's food bowl and water dishes tucked back in a corner, and I put them in the give away box with what felt like a grateful heart. Later that night however, as I was wandering around the internet before bed and found myself looking for Chocolate breeders in the area of our new home, I realized there was a part of me that still loves, misses and cherishes the goodness that ate, drank, and shared ten years of life with us, through rain or shine.
We are seriously in need of a warm up. Today the Robins have been hopping around on the ground under the bird feeder, picking up the black oil sunflower seeds that have fallen there. They've also been approaching the suet feeder on the fly in the hope of getting something from that, looking like giant hummingbirds, with their beaks in the feeder and their large wings flapping. I threw out some apple chunks and now they are sitting in the tree next to the window looking in with that quizzical, tipped head, "Can't you do something more!" look. We are definitely done with winter and ready for soft ground and a spring song.
MamaM-
Never fails that once the few cherry trees burst forth - wham - cruel late spring snow. Happens all the time here.
Some years, when conditions are perfect, I will stand there as long as i can, luxuriating in the cherry "rose" blossom splendor while listening to the happy bees buzzing. Spring time is so amazing and fleeting.
We will take your moisture Allen S. Send it here, stat.
Dogs don't live long enough. It's just that simple. and it hurts :-(
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