Vineyard Gardener
I grew up (or as I like to say grew taller) in the snow belt of western Pennsylvania. We experienced the lake effect snow which came off Lake Erie.
I’m not positive but I think I have my earliest crocus ever.
It was too rainy and chilly at the beginning of the week to begin the major yard cleanup.
My mother died seven years ago at the beginning of February.
On a particularly beautiful morning last week I was driving past Polly Hill Arboretum.
I admit I’ve been lulled into denial about January weather.
Last week’s record warmth, although wonderful, felt wrong somehow.
Hopefully this is my last week of just making stuff up.
Christmas week produced some beautiful weather. The sun was almost noticeably warmer.
Here it is the end of yet another year and of the decade. All the news outlets are running articles on what has happened so I will not bother.
There is nothing quite like a couple of pre-Christmas snowfalls. It is so pretty with all the lights.
That was some serious rain on Monday afternoon and evening.