Our Northwest weather guru Cliff Mass says this is one of the coldest end-of-winter periods in historical record. This pretty drift of crocus spotted on my walk is typical in late February, and the cherry trees that line our streets in West Seattle haven't started to bloom yet.
The Skagit Valley Tulip Festival folks are getting worried about throwing their party in a few weeks without the main attraction.
Tulips? If you live in the Northeast with a new snowstorm barrelling down, you're thinking "get out the violins."
We both still feel out of sorts from the time change. How is it that just one hour lost throws your body off? The gloomy weather doesn't help, but late afternoon yesterday the sun burst through the clouds and it suddenly looked like a summer evening, albeit without any warmth.
I had some lamb chops defrosted and marinated to cook in the cast iron frying pan, but fired up the grill instead. Talk about meat as the star attraction on the plate. Peas and roasted red potato. What a spring treat of a meal, especially in the middle of Lent shame on us.
Not much else in the way of news. John finished the gigantic puzzle Amanda gave him for Christmas. I contributed about 50 pieces to the effort.
I completely agree that we need some color. At 700' elevation, our shaded yard is bereft of blossoms. The first this is tight-budded. And resident squirrels feast on any tulips or daffodil bulbs so I've given up on planting them. After several years of hemming and hawing about cutting back the enormous but struggling this is in our front yard, Paul hacked it down last week. The yard resembles a stump farm now but I am am amazed at how much more fun the yard gets. Lots of potential.
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