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.
So that’s my update for today.
I’ll leave you with a highly atmospheric picture of me, up in our bedroom, thinking about things by candlelight.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 
Whoa! That is rad! I mean, after such dry weather, rain AND SNOW!
And snow. And it didn’t freeze. And it’s supposed to rain most of this week. We’ll see about that, though.
Mani look at all THE snow! Wait…you WERE there! Our other Collyrado frendss had 4 inchess of heavy snow two!!
It sure has been furry weerd weather…..too weerd!
Wee sorry you had branchess coem down…wee gotted yore high windss an it was scarey mee can tell you!
There was a Microburst southeast of us…it was allmost a Tornado! YIKESS!
Those Trout are amazin…..WOW!
Mani yore fotoss are grate….THE foto bye candlelite iss so lovelee…..BellaSita Mum sighed deeply an gotted teery eyed…..not sure why….butt shee meowed to mee shee thinkss yore lovelee…..
Mee AGREESS!!
Bee safe there you an Guy OKay??
**nose bopss** BellaDharma an 🙂 BellaSita Mum
Thanks. I think we got about six or eight inches of snow.
The broken branches are a pain, but that’s really all they are.
We heard about the “derecho” in Ottawa, too. Pretty scary.
Cannot understand “derecho” in Ottawa. Do not understand Spanish the language of the region. We underwent the phenomenon in Vera Cruz, Mexico, also styled as El Norte. But Canada?
The guy I live with said there was one in Iowa or some place like that, last year. It was the first time he’d heard that word.
(By the way, we didn’t see your comment until just now. This happens sometimes, and we don’t know why.)
So that iss THE werd used ’bout Ottawa’ss storm!
BellaSita Mum said shee nevurr herd of Derecho beefore….
Shee thott it was a Downspout or Microburst!
What-evfurr wee call it; it was pawfull that iss fore sure!
I guess it’s kind of like a prolonged microburst.
Purrty much Mani…why they use werdss wee envurr ehrd beefore was a bit confusin! 😉
Maybe for learning. I usually forget the things the guy I live with tells me.
Maybee Mani…All of a sudden there has to bee a fancy shmancy werd.
Mee likess Mircoburst werd…iss easy to spell an meow……go figure rite?
It certainly was a case of drough to deluge but very welcome, except for the clearing up of branches, of course.
Definitely. The branches are a pain, but it gives the guy I live with something extra to complain about.
What a lovely lush garden picture to start with today! Much enhanced of course by a lovely canine profile.
ceci
Thanks. It’s pretty green now, and still wet. The patio rug, folded up by the chiminea, got soaked, so it’s drying.
The guy I live with said it’s maybe time to toss the chiminea. All rusted out.
“We got about two inches (five centimeters) of water from this storm” West of Denver has complicated native soil formations…. what’s your garden? https://pubs.usgs.gov/sim/3000/downloads/pdf/3000_map.pdf
Piney Creek and Slocum alluvium. Only the last half of the back yard is that, though; the rest is this horrible clay gunk six inches to a foot deep. The original probably trucked away and sold as topsoil.
The guy I live with says most of the yards here are like that, with some being mostly clay gunk, and some odd bands of very alkaline soil, evident by gross chlorotic silver maples.
You are certainly having a tough Spring. Those late snowfalls when the trees are leafed out are so damaging. However, poplars seem to take it all in stride and carry on. With your super hearing you could probably hear the earth sigh as the snow melted Mani.
All the water was really good. It even rained in the last couple of days. Hopefully it will rain more in the summer, like it usually does.
Now it’s warm again.