Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred border collie, here to bring you up to date on our weather. You may remember me from such snow-related posts as “Snow Upon Snow”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. Looking for a squirrel.
I think you can tell that it snowed here. Kind of a lot.
The weather has been pretty different here in the last week. It started out pretty nice, but then I think last Wednesday the temperature started to drop in the afternoon, and by nightfall it was below zero F (-17C or so). The guy I live with covered a few things, just in case.
We got a little snow that night.
I’d been having some tummy troubles, and had to go out at like three in the morning, when it was even colder. The guy I live with got out of bed, got dressed, and went out with me.
This happened more than once.
I’m okay now, thanks to getting a little sweet potato and then pumpkin on my breakfasts and dinners.
Then day before yesterday it started to rain. It never rains here in the winter, but that day it rained for like five hours. The guy I live wth couldn’t believe what was happening. Then the rain finally turned to snow, and that’s what we have now.
It’s not very cold, though; more like a spring rain followed by snow.
Today is the anniversary of the terrible fires up north, which totally freaked out the guy I live with, and so, believe me, he’s pretty happy having snow on the ground, even if it means no snowdrops for a while.
The guy I live with went out today, in search of eggs. There’s an egg shortage, but he finally found some. (Naturally, he forgot some other things on his grocery list.) He went to a store he hadn’t been to in a long time, and remembered how it felt when he and his wife went there.
After that, he went to a little shopping center that he and his wife used to go to all the time, because there’s a nice sushi place there, and a Cost Plus which she liked a lot. Now I guess it’s called World Market. He was hoping to find some “hot oil” (Chinese chili oil), but they didn’t have any, which I guess is understandable at this time of year. He said when he walked back to the car he could hear his wife’s voice very distinctly in his mind.
It was the first time he’d taken the car out on snowpacked roads. (We don’t have those very often, because the intense sunlight melts the snow.) Our street is on a hill, and he said the Subaru drove up the hill just the way Subarus do; with no effort at all.
I hear that tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. The guy I live with said he’d make my fort all nice and cozy, with clean rugs, because there will be fireworks.
So that’s it. Happy New Year to everyone.
I’ll leave you with a picture of me walking home at “the blue hour”, with my blue collar.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 