...save for the Chrismukkah tree that was still up and decorated until this past Thursday. Yes, last week the temps were in the low 50s, the grass was getting greener, the magpies with their strange tail feathers were out and singing, and my fig trees are (still) all kinds of confused.
However, just as I started not only getting used to the strange weather, but actually liking it, mother nature's mood swing righted itself, and we're back to cold temperatures with the occasional angry winds (but still no snow). How about this momma nature: winter, or spring, you get ONE. It's a very important choice. Because if I have to explain to my snowboard that it's services won't be needed for the remainder of this year, and we'll have to review his contract in the fall, I don't want to have to go back on it.
(Don't make me look stupid Mrs. Nature.)
A la prochain friends...
Still winter but many hopeful signs of spring in the not too distant future. I wouldn't suggest you give up on the snowboard just yet.
ReplyDeleteEEE this makes me so so so excited for spring! Your pictures are gorgeous - I'm trying not to get my hopes up because we still have weeks to go.
ReplyDeleteI'm just worried that my fig trees are coming out of dormancy too soon - the one has 11 little leaves opening up on it, and I think it's just a little too early. I want figs this year dang it!
ReplyDeleteYep, same here! Even though I knew the warmer temps were freakish, I was still loving them. Now it's old again. I hate January.
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