Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Squish Squish

I couldn't decide which to write about, this afternoon: weather or tea. Each so rich, so deep and cram-packed with intrinsic humor. Closing my eyes and picking...

You know we love stormy weather (though Tom has some reservations where strong winds are concerned--something about trees). We don't usually have to drive around in it, most days--unless we want to. That's nice perk, working at home as we do, though losing power (light/heat/water) can get to be tedious, for sure (in which case, having someplace else to go during the day can be, uh, useful). Of course, January was very disappointing this year, precipitation-wise. I'm sure you've heard. Dire predictions for a thirsty state, and all. So we never learn?

But the sky has been working overtime to make up for the dryness, lately. We got big snow in the first part of February, and big rain ever since. Almost every day. We are soggy! Today, it has rained, snowed and hailed, though it's pretty quiet at the moment. A short drive from here, four feet of snow has fallen in the last 24 hours. Still, here in the foothills, we're about 9 inches behind average, which is roughly 75% of normal. I think we'll get close.


And I thought I'd make just one more hat. Just one. You see, there was this yarn on sale and I bought a little more than I needed. It has an interesting property, which I will try to exploit with other yarns, sometime. It's a "painted" yarn, with several colors, which usually turns out all mixed and tweedy-looking, as in the scarf. But the same yarn used in the hat turns out to make a swirly-sort of design that I like. I discovered it inadvertently while making a ski cowl with the same circumference. Fun, huh? Oh, stop--I can hear the oohing and ahhing from here...


For no particular reason, I thought I'd also include a picture of my little counter-top flower garden in the kitchen. It's about spent, now, but this is how it looked in its prime a couple of weeks ago. Now I have a couple of orchids ready to bloom, fortunately. And it's nearly time for my annual garden-seed planting ritual, full of hope, at first, only to be dashed on the rocks of despair in late spring when I haven't gotten the soil ready in time. Jiffy pots are reporting for duty!

So, happy weather-watching wherever you are (unless you're in SoCal where weather is too polite to make much of a fuss)...