Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here today, well, just to tell you some stuff. You may remember me from such posts as “Misty, Drizzly, Rainy”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. You know when I say, like I almost always do, that hardly anything is going on here? Less than hardly anything is going on here, right now, because the garden looked like this, this morning. Yes, it’s snowing. And, yes, you might be able to imagine what I heard about it. The guy I live with claims to be stoic and all that, but that’s never stopped him from expressing his opinion of the weather here.
“At least it isn’t hailing.”
There is that to consider.
It turned out that not only was this a thing, it was a cypress knee. They form on the root systems, I guess, of bald cypresses (Taxodium distichum), and no one really knows for sure why they do. The people across the street were moving away, and they said he could take the knee, otherwise it would be thrown away. So now we have this cypress knee, and you might see it in pictures later, but you’ll know what it is. You might have known already.
There is a real bald cypress growing less than a mile away from here, believe it or not. We drive past it sometimes when I come home from Day Care.
The guy I live with said that the knee didn’t make up for the fact that it’s supposed to go below freezing tonight and tomorrow night, but there wasn’t anything he could do about that except complain. He’s very good at complaining.
Then he remembered that he forgot to go to the meeting about the drainage system of the creek. He loses track of time, and doesn’t always know what day it is (except, thankfully, for Day Care day). He was going to mention the sofa that someone threw under a bridge that goes over the creek, and how that might impede drainage just a little. We sometimes walk by the bridge, and every time we do, the guy I live with says the sofa is still there, which I can see too, but he feels like he has to say that.
Until next time, then.