Last whiff of Hawaii

 

 

Another Pineapple Express before we go back to more typical winter weather. But the bulbs are out of the ground, so there's no holding back Spring. Twisp was warm, but it felt almost tropical in Seattle when I pulled up to the house yesterday after a long, sloppy drive.

The yard in February always looks messy and slightly wrecked. Frankly, gardening is drudgery until you get things whipped into shape again. Then people assume you have a "green thumb" and it just magically happens.

Along our little stretch of riverfront in Twisp, Mother Nature is in charge for better or worse, and the beavers take their tree thinning seriously. I enjoy that yard contrast. What's the point of a vacation home if it isn't different?

Speaking of trees, the olive (above) dropped piles of dead leaves after the record length freeze earlier this month. They can usually survive temperatures down to about 15 degrees, but not for a sustained period. Time will tell.

On the other hand, my old succulent pots look none the worse after being frozen solid. 

Anyway, back to the Senior Center Cafe this morning. There's a new menu with new prices and new complaints to go with it. Oh, boy.