Here in the deep, dumb, South, we have “false Fall”. After broiling all summer, towards November, a “Fall” day will dawn! Low humidity, cool sunny breezes, and a tang of winter. BUZZZZZZZ. FALSE! People will laugh, and smile slyly and say “false Fall”. And it will be six more weeks of broiling heat. But right now? We are into the yellow Pine Pollen season. It’s a little like a Spring blizzard, except it’s pollen. And it’s yucky! Don’t open the window, everything will be coated in yellow pollen. Including black cats! Joyce Vance’s pretty black cat, Tofu, covered last night with her chickens. To everything, there is a season, turn, turn, turn, yellow!
lol! Same down here in Texas. There's even a "cedar fever" for the ferocious allergic reactions to the billowing clouds of pollen they release. The oaks are bad enough, plus we have all the live oaks losing their leaves at the same time. I really have to get out my chain pole saw and trim them before they leaf out and I can't see jack.
Oh crud!!! The Live Oaks! Those gagillion little yellow leaves EVERYWHERE! We have several here at the house. And they are shedding everywhere. They are bad to stick on your shoes. Pretty and beneficial in the winter, but hell in the early Spring! I see yellow…..🟡🟨🟡🟨⚠️
I will try to remember to live in hope today. Although I was startled to read your forecast. My boys are up in northern Illinois for spring break this week, visiting my father-in-law, and they are expecting to drive back on Sunday or Monday. And it sounds like it will be wintry. Hmm.
The last time we left Illinois, at New Year's, it was wintry. A meagre blizzard, with howling winds but only fine snow that blew sideways, fortunately. We drove out of it in about an hour.
With my boys gone, I'm holding the fort with the GSD, the cats, and the parrot. I have great plans to do yard work after the front blows through tomorrow, so I'm doing inside work until then. I'm cleaning out all the junk my husband has hoarded since he went to Illinois last spring break, since he gets a panic attack when I clean piles of junk. I think that is because his mother was a hoarder and he grew up being abused any time he tried to clean something, even just moving a stack of two-year-old newspapers.
There's a Virgil quotation that's even gardening-related: as the twig is bent, the tree inclines. I prefer another version: as the twig is bent, so grows the tree. It's important to remember that none of us are blank slates. There's another quotation: the body keeps the score. My husband had Crohn's disease, which coincidentally disappeared after his mother died.
Jan, do you have any favorite quotations? My Scottish grandmother had a saying for every moment of the day, as my mother phrased it.
Our Leah GSD came to us during Covid as well after a devastating loss of 1 year old Lucy. We were all so happy to have joy in the house again! Alas, she is not perfectly trained (ahem) but she is so very sweet.
Pack dynamics are a funny thing. Moses protected his pack and wouldn't let Auggie challenge Pete for the alpha position.
Pete could freeze Eli with just an "I'm not impressed look" and I don't think Eli ever even entertained the thought of challenging Pete. Eli loved that old man.
Maybe Eli has finally figured out how big and strong he really is, especially now that Auggie is a bit older. I don't think Eli would ever cross you because he loves you more than anything else in the world. Eli adores you.
Training is always good for pups. Thanks for sharing your pack's lives with us. 😊🐾
We had a beautiful day yesterday here in Pennsylvania. 70s predicted for today -- but then back into the 40s. Sigh.
always consider it spring here when the first skunk gets slaughtered on the road and perfumes the air (I read years ago you can smell a skunk for 2 miles). I accidentally got sprayed by a skunk when I was about 7 and we were coming home from the movies. Mom said later that you never think to tell your kids, "OK, if you get sprayed by a skunk, take your clothes off before you go in the house." The smell was so strong it woke my grandfather.
But spring here is delicately scented with honeysuckle once the skunk smells disperses. And my dad had orchards -- in spring, they would get a soft pink glow before the blossoms came out. I know what you mean about spring in Virginia, though. When I lived down there, the scent of magnolias was intoxicating -- so thick it was almost palpable.
Give Augie two thumbs up from me, and tell Eli I love him even if he is Type Z.
Another busy day. Auggie and his chiropractor are happy and trusting friends. Hoping for good ophthalmologist visit for Eli. Mud, daffodils and spring, quite a visual. Good day ahead.
It was gorgeous here in Minneapolis yesterday as well. So good in fact that we did steak on the grill for dinner.
My wife told me yesterday at dinner that she had noticed that some of her plants are coming up in her gardens. All I could think of is, "I hope they do not get frozen later this week!"
I also have a COVID puppy. My Australuan Shepherd, Sindre, sadly only gets along with my cats and his own blood relatives that his breeder, my sister, has. I can't seem to get him past this, which is sad. I had his cousin, Sage, 30 years ago and he was perfect with everyone and every living thing.
Ah yes the false hope of Spring! It was 72 here yesterday and will be warmer today but then after Thursday barely above 32. There is still about 5 in of packed snow in the field. I thought I would cut across to the recording studio yesterday and was surprised how much there still is. We have a band from Scotland staying at the Farm while on tour and they were out sunbathing yesterday in amazement. They are off to Calgary today so I think that's over. The "girls" will get there blankets back on Thursday and we will patiently wait for the next "false" Spring and then it will be real. Easter is early this year so we may have snow boots and bright turtlenecks as you said. Hope Eli's visit to the opthamologist goes well.
What a lovely way to start the day. We too live in hope.
Daffodils! Perpetual symbols of hope.
We literally went from winter to spring in less than 7 days. From -10C to 15+C.
2ft of snow completely gone after 3 days of warm rain. I went out in just a t-shirt this morning for a bit and I was fine. 😎
I bet Auggie gets lots of hugs! 😊🐾
I'd hug him for sure!
Here in the deep, dumb, South, we have “false Fall”. After broiling all summer, towards November, a “Fall” day will dawn! Low humidity, cool sunny breezes, and a tang of winter. BUZZZZZZZ. FALSE! People will laugh, and smile slyly and say “false Fall”. And it will be six more weeks of broiling heat. But right now? We are into the yellow Pine Pollen season. It’s a little like a Spring blizzard, except it’s pollen. And it’s yucky! Don’t open the window, everything will be coated in yellow pollen. Including black cats! Joyce Vance’s pretty black cat, Tofu, covered last night with her chickens. To everything, there is a season, turn, turn, turn, yellow!
lol! Same down here in Texas. There's even a "cedar fever" for the ferocious allergic reactions to the billowing clouds of pollen they release. The oaks are bad enough, plus we have all the live oaks losing their leaves at the same time. I really have to get out my chain pole saw and trim them before they leaf out and I can't see jack.
Keep the Benadryl close, amiga!
Oh crud!!! The Live Oaks! Those gagillion little yellow leaves EVERYWHERE! We have several here at the house. And they are shedding everywhere. They are bad to stick on your shoes. Pretty and beneficial in the winter, but hell in the early Spring! I see yellow…..🟡🟨🟡🟨⚠️
And Flonase. Don't forget the flonase.
Daily!!
I would be bereft without fall. I feel about it the way most feel about spring.
Agree! Fall is the best, to me. Followed by winter. Weird, I know.
I will try to remember to live in hope today. Although I was startled to read your forecast. My boys are up in northern Illinois for spring break this week, visiting my father-in-law, and they are expecting to drive back on Sunday or Monday. And it sounds like it will be wintry. Hmm.
The last time we left Illinois, at New Year's, it was wintry. A meagre blizzard, with howling winds but only fine snow that blew sideways, fortunately. We drove out of it in about an hour.
With my boys gone, I'm holding the fort with the GSD, the cats, and the parrot. I have great plans to do yard work after the front blows through tomorrow, so I'm doing inside work until then. I'm cleaning out all the junk my husband has hoarded since he went to Illinois last spring break, since he gets a panic attack when I clean piles of junk. I think that is because his mother was a hoarder and he grew up being abused any time he tried to clean something, even just moving a stack of two-year-old newspapers.
There's a Virgil quotation that's even gardening-related: as the twig is bent, the tree inclines. I prefer another version: as the twig is bent, so grows the tree. It's important to remember that none of us are blank slates. There's another quotation: the body keeps the score. My husband had Crohn's disease, which coincidentally disappeared after his mother died.
Jan, do you have any favorite quotations? My Scottish grandmother had a saying for every moment of the day, as my mother phrased it.
I probably do….many of them poetry.
Better late than never are words to live by 😊
Our Leah GSD came to us during Covid as well after a devastating loss of 1 year old Lucy. We were all so happy to have joy in the house again! Alas, she is not perfectly trained (ahem) but she is so very sweet.
Pack dynamics are a funny thing. Moses protected his pack and wouldn't let Auggie challenge Pete for the alpha position.
Pete could freeze Eli with just an "I'm not impressed look" and I don't think Eli ever even entertained the thought of challenging Pete. Eli loved that old man.
Maybe Eli has finally figured out how big and strong he really is, especially now that Auggie is a bit older. I don't think Eli would ever cross you because he loves you more than anything else in the world. Eli adores you.
Training is always good for pups. Thanks for sharing your pack's lives with us. 😊🐾
Eli, no matter what else, is a giant bundle of love.
😊🐾
We had a beautiful day yesterday here in Pennsylvania. 70s predicted for today -- but then back into the 40s. Sigh.
always consider it spring here when the first skunk gets slaughtered on the road and perfumes the air (I read years ago you can smell a skunk for 2 miles). I accidentally got sprayed by a skunk when I was about 7 and we were coming home from the movies. Mom said later that you never think to tell your kids, "OK, if you get sprayed by a skunk, take your clothes off before you go in the house." The smell was so strong it woke my grandfather.
But spring here is delicately scented with honeysuckle once the skunk smells disperses. And my dad had orchards -- in spring, they would get a soft pink glow before the blossoms came out. I know what you mean about spring in Virginia, though. When I lived down there, the scent of magnolias was intoxicating -- so thick it was almost palpable.
Give Augie two thumbs up from me, and tell Eli I love him even if he is Type Z.
Another busy day. Auggie and his chiropractor are happy and trusting friends. Hoping for good ophthalmologist visit for Eli. Mud, daffodils and spring, quite a visual. Good day ahead.
Thank you, Ms. Riordan.
It was gorgeous here in Minneapolis yesterday as well. So good in fact that we did steak on the grill for dinner.
My wife told me yesterday at dinner that she had noticed that some of her plants are coming up in her gardens. All I could think of is, "I hope they do not get frozen later this week!"
I also have a COVID puppy. My Australuan Shepherd, Sindre, sadly only gets along with my cats and his own blood relatives that his breeder, my sister, has. I can't seem to get him past this, which is sad. I had his cousin, Sage, 30 years ago and he was perfect with everyone and every living thing.
Ah yes the false hope of Spring! It was 72 here yesterday and will be warmer today but then after Thursday barely above 32. There is still about 5 in of packed snow in the field. I thought I would cut across to the recording studio yesterday and was surprised how much there still is. We have a band from Scotland staying at the Farm while on tour and they were out sunbathing yesterday in amazement. They are off to Calgary today so I think that's over. The "girls" will get there blankets back on Thursday and we will patiently wait for the next "false" Spring and then it will be real. Easter is early this year so we may have snow boots and bright turtlenecks as you said. Hope Eli's visit to the opthamologist goes well.
You're not alone. We have false spring here on Martha's Vineyard every year! Dog chiropractor would have to be the best job ever!!!