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 to talk about the weather. You may remember me from such posts as “And So It Snowed”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
As you can see, I’m not gardening.
This is what our garden looked like this morning.
Yesterday, I think, the guy I live with took this picture of the cottonwood in the field.
The guy I live with says it would be silly to say that it’s been snowing here, because it’s kind of obvious. It is obvious, isn’t it?
This is more moisture for the garden than we received in August, September, and October combined. He’s pretty happy about this, but we’re not doing any gardening right now. I like the snow too, but it’s kind of boring not being able to do things in the garden.
So that’s all I have for today.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 
Yes, it is pretty obvious. The cottonwood is rad. It seems like it should be bare now that it is cold enough for snow.
Well the leaves have hung on, for some reason. Maybe because it was so hot for so long.
Or perhaps the snow is not really all that cold. I mean, it can snow there without wicked frost. Snow, like rain, may have an insulating effect. I mean, do you find that the weather is colder without snow than with it? To an outside observer, like me, snow ‘looks’ like it would be cold. I really lack experience with it.
Theguy I live with says there may be broken branches on the cottonwood or all the silver maples around here, but we haven’t seen any.
It’s not very cold out.
Hallelujah for this wet snow.
It is very nice, and such a relief.
You’re lucky that cottonwood tree doesn’t have lots of broken branches from this heavy wet snow. NW Denver looks like a war zone. Have been up shoveling and chopping up broken branches since 4:45 AM this morning.
We haven’t seen many broken branches. Yet.
The guy I live with said there may be broken branches on the cottownwood but it still has most of its leaves, which is weird, but maybe it wasn’t cold enough before it snowed for the tree to get its cue to drop its leaves.
Most leaves on trees in NW Denver had their leaves still attached; when the Catalpa leaves froze, they started dropping like bombs all over the sidewalk from all the moisture.
They did here, too, but maybe it was warmer here. It often is.
Mee-yow wee saw on THE Newss it snowed there an wee had to come vissit today!! HURRAH fore THE snow so it moistenss yrre gardesnss Mani an Guy! All wee have had iss rain **sighss** Pleese send us sum snow…..Thanx!
**purrss** BellaDharma an **giggellss** BellaSita Mum
We might be able to send snow next week; another round of it for us, or so they say.
We’re pretty soaked here, and it’s not very cold.
Yes pleese send snow Mani an Guy!!! Wee not liek Funderstormss inn Novemburr!! 😉
I will try. Thunderstorms are not very common here in November, but we can have them.
Wee not usually get Funderstormss in Novemburr eether. THE weather iss all messed up Mani!
It is weird, for sure.
Two weerd!!! 😉
Definitely.
I wish I was there to experience the snow with you Mani. All the best as you go out and explore. This seems to be much more appropriate weather for you than the summer heat. It’s okay to state the obvious even when it is obvious. Sometimes it just helps the rest of us stay grounded that the obviousness actually “is” instead of “isn’t”, if that makes any sense at all. Our nonnative Populus nigra ‘Italica’ has just started to drop its first batch of leaves. It was always disastrous when the ice/snow came before it had received the proper cues to drop its leaves.
The snow was very wet, and so there’s lots of mud. Kind of unusual for November; more like a snow in April.
Lots of melting going on, and also lots of crocuses in flower again. The guy I live with is very happy seeing crocuses again.
He went over to shovel his neighbor’s front walk a couple of days ago and there was a rose flowering.
Sometimes we get a real cold front in autumn and the leaves all just turn brown, and, especially with the cottonwood, rattle in the wind for weeks afterward.