I’m back. It’s 55 and rainy. I feel like I live in London……..or, the Northwest. Yet, it was 87 only just yesterday. I heard someone refer to this as our blackberry winter. It is a colloquialism from hereabouts. It’s a cold snap in late spring. We are nothing if not folksy.
I kinda forgot to call the lawn guy last week, so my grass is going to seed after the lovely rain and cooler temps. He’s gonna love me. Thankfully, he’s a sweet guy. Still, it’s cold and wet out there. I just peaked out hoping the pup would go and take care of business when I saw something fly by soundlessly. It was too small to be an owl, so I’m pretty sure it was a bat. They are a good thing. They consume massive amounts of mosquitoes. If I don’t get my pond relined pretty soon, it’s gonna be an awful cesspool out there. I am off next weekend for 5 days in a row and no matter if it’s rainy or cool or snowing, I will be relining the pond. I need to get it seasoned so I can put the goldfish in before it gets hideously hot, and you don’t want goldfish in an unseasoned pond. They tend to die.
See, I can post more than once in a blue moon (folksy, remember?). My soundtrack for today is “He’s a Tramp” by Peggy Lee. Enjoy.