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"But at a dance hall down in Texas, that's the finest place to be..."
Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008 07:35 amDid I mention how confusing and crazy the weather can be here?
Yesterday morning, it was 34 degrees (1.1 C), and it barely got up in the fifties (10 C). This morning, it was 61 degrees F (16) and will climb to a warm, muggy 76 (24).
I was dressing Mr. Manzie in shorts and a tee, and the Impertinent Daughter came in wearing jeans and a sweater and said, "You're putting shorts on him???"
I said, "It's 61 outside, babes."
She blinked, then went back to her room and came back in a tee with a cardigan. "How's this?"
"Yep," I said, and sighed, thinking, man, if it's going to be cold, could it just stay cold for a while instead of this day to day thing?? Because a front's coming through this afternoon, and THO and I need to move the plants inside again, because we're expecting a freeze.
GAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
I've probably mentioned this before, but in Texas, you can put your winter clothes away when spring comes, but... you can never put your summer clothes away. Because... you're going to need them. Because while it sometimes gets cold enough to snow here, it also gets warm enough to go swimming.
Yeah.
Oh yeah, and we're so dry, we've been raised to "Extreme Fire Danger." Yay. We were under a red flag yesterday because it was so windy, and the humidity was below 20%, and oh, boy, was there a huge grassfire north of town! And it doesn't look like it's going to improve rain-wise, either. I'm wondering if it's even worth trying to prep the garden beds for spring at all.
*grumbles*
I might do it anyway, because y'all, I seriously need some time with my hands in the dirt. That's something I've always enjoyed, and you know, gardening is just a grown-up excuse for playing in the dirt. I can't make mud pies anymore, but I can grub around in the soil and yank weeds, pull out rootlets that don't belong, fuss over the herbs and vegetables and determine where the roses are going to go and how much compost to add, etc, etc.
And how I'm going to water it all without driving our water bill through the roof.
Oh well, I'll figure it out. That's half the fun of gardening. I may not be able to take over the world, but I can at least tackle the challenge of a garden during drought!!
Yesterday morning, it was 34 degrees (1.1 C), and it barely got up in the fifties (10 C). This morning, it was 61 degrees F (16) and will climb to a warm, muggy 76 (24).
I was dressing Mr. Manzie in shorts and a tee, and the Impertinent Daughter came in wearing jeans and a sweater and said, "You're putting shorts on him???"
I said, "It's 61 outside, babes."
She blinked, then went back to her room and came back in a tee with a cardigan. "How's this?"
"Yep," I said, and sighed, thinking, man, if it's going to be cold, could it just stay cold for a while instead of this day to day thing?? Because a front's coming through this afternoon, and THO and I need to move the plants inside again, because we're expecting a freeze.
GAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
I've probably mentioned this before, but in Texas, you can put your winter clothes away when spring comes, but... you can never put your summer clothes away. Because... you're going to need them. Because while it sometimes gets cold enough to snow here, it also gets warm enough to go swimming.
Yeah.
Oh yeah, and we're so dry, we've been raised to "Extreme Fire Danger." Yay. We were under a red flag yesterday because it was so windy, and the humidity was below 20%, and oh, boy, was there a huge grassfire north of town! And it doesn't look like it's going to improve rain-wise, either. I'm wondering if it's even worth trying to prep the garden beds for spring at all.
*grumbles*
I might do it anyway, because y'all, I seriously need some time with my hands in the dirt. That's something I've always enjoyed, and you know, gardening is just a grown-up excuse for playing in the dirt. I can't make mud pies anymore, but I can grub around in the soil and yank weeds, pull out rootlets that don't belong, fuss over the herbs and vegetables and determine where the roses are going to go and how much compost to add, etc, etc.
And how I'm going to water it all without driving our water bill through the roof.
Oh well, I'll figure it out. That's half the fun of gardening. I may not be able to take over the world, but I can at least tackle the challenge of a garden during drought!!
