I don’t know about your particular ‘burg…But in our little part of the East Coast, Mother Nature is a little Bipolar this year.
Just a few days ago, it was 70 stupid degrees. Today the thermometer only broke freezing by a hair. Last weekend I was painting in short sleeves, and they’re telling me this one may see me having to break out the stinking snow boots.
We’ve had a really mild winter this year. The waiting for the bottom to drop out and 4 feet of snow to fall on your head flavor of mild. Christmas Eve there were people out shopping in shorts, for crying out loud. Of course, this is Sussex County, DE, so you’re just as likely to see an idiot doing that in the beginnings of a blizzard. I took this little gem recently. Notice the young man, in his cargo shorts and Jesus sandals with his young lady friend who is in the full Camo coveralls and coat. Because well, it’s snowing and here that means everyone needs bread milk, and toilet paper posthaste. Especially all those who are incapable of driving in the snow. They should commence their incapable driving this instant.
I’ve started about 600 plants in my house that need to move outside, and I don’t yet have the joyous experience of a greenhouse. I’m thinking seriously about wrapping one of the “hoop coops” that I put together last year in greenhouse plastic to move the plants to, like a mini high tunnel of sorts. There’s a peach tree in a pot living behind my sectional sofa. There are biddies in a rubbermaid tote turned brooder box in my dining room. I am READY for spring, you moody wench! Did you not get the memo?
Even the horses are protesting. We put them in at night during cold snaps and blanket them, but turn them out during the day, wind and wet permitting, to stave off the stir crazies. There’s usually kicking and bucking and rolling with glee. Not this morning, Jack. Nope, they just shot a “You suck” look over their own backs and plodded away to the more sheltered side of the pasture. If I dropped the electric fence right now, they’d both probably beeline for the barn without benefit of halters or leads.
No lambs at the auction last night…so no friends for Radar. I left with only a handful of hens and a Polish rooster with an incredible chicken afro that makes me giggle. Unfortunately, after getting him home we realized he’s flighty as all get out and has a bit of a sassy streak. They’re all in the quarantine pen. Meds go in tomorrow.
And my manchild has a long weekend and it’s going to be cold to the nth degree, and he’ll likely be stuck indoors and pouty. So I guess it’s time to find some indoor projects. Besides planting. Every window sill and available shelving unit that can be placed in front of a window is full. For once, I’m ahead of schedule…go figure!