It’s strange to think of summer, patios, and reading books in the sun, as I sit looking out at roof tops covered in our first snow of the winter. But that is exactly what is happening below the equator in summery New Zealand.
Once again, I am visiting my favourite dog. My son and his wife have left for 10 days to visit their youngest son who now lives in Brisbane in …
It’s nice to have time to sit quietly. Where does one get this kind of time in the early morning? Why at a Canadian Tire waiting for an oil change. It’s quite lovely really sitting in an empty waiting room listening to the fellow at the front desk click away sporadically at his keyboard or field a call of enquiry on what services they provide and the resultant cost.
There has been a hint of summer approaching and babble that we would just skip spring altogether this year. Ah then nature asserts his or her (why do we think of nature as a her?) well..nature and we are reminded not to assume…anything..ever. It makes me wonder how almanacs can be written with frequent accuracy or near accuracy so far into the future. In the midst of our premature summer and early suntans we had one day and night of cold. Cold enough to turn the beautiful pink magnolia blossoms brown and limp just hours before they were ready to burst in glory. Three hardy little daffodils that surfaced earlier remain buttering an otherwise blah garden bed. We are so easily spoiled and then disappointed, forgetting there are basic reliable rules, one of those being, do not plant anything before May 24th. Of course the way the weather is going it could be winter by then. No, just kidding! But not assuming anything.
And now the forecast is for 3-5 mm of snow tomorrow. It may be a teaser but if not we will just wait it out. Good thing I got my tan in the first to weeks of March!