Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred border collie, here today to bring you up to date on all the happenings around here. You may remember me from such posts as “Damp And Delighted”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
I was hoping the guy I live with would come out into the garden and do some work, but he said there wasn’t much to do, since everything was so wet.
That’s right, wet.
When we woke up last Friday morning it was raining. It rained all day until it changed to snow in the late afternoon, though it kind of went back and forth all day.
Yesterday it looked like this:
It didn’t freeze or anything, but things were kind of bent over. This is Allium jesdianum ‘Per Wendelbo’, if you’re interested.
(Per Wendelbo was a Norwegian botanist who was an authority on plants from places like Iran.)
Things were a mess here, as you can see from these pictures.
Those are cottonwood branches. There are downed branches everywhere, in our garden too, and yesterday the guy I live with did a bunch of sawing. We didn’t have that much damage, though the tree branches are a real nuisance to clean up.
Most of the snow was melted by yesterday afternoon.
They said it would freeze last night, but it didn’t, here.
We got about two inches (five centimeters) of water from this storm, so the garden is completely soaked, and the guy I live with is very relieved, especially after all the fire warnings in the last six weeks.
Yesterday the water in the canal stopped flowing. That happens sometimes. But today it was flowing again, and guess what we saw? (I know, my title gives it all away.)
A really big trout. It seems early in the year to be seeing trout in the canal, but, like the guy I live with says, things are weird.