Weather

Admission. I am not one to watch the Weather Channel (unless a disaster has hit somewhere) and if I hear the weather report on the radio, fine. I can’t change the weather so why worry about it. Since becoming a mother, my attention to the forecast improved – slightly. I had to know how to dress them as babies and what to pack for their care. I probably was more attentive when they were infants more so than now. That could be because they don’t listen to me now, especially when I talk about wearing a jacket, especially after a warm spell. In one ear and out the other. I do try to catch the forecast in the morning so when the kids ask “how warm will it be today?” I can tell them what I heard.


This morning was a typical Monday morning. Having to get out of bed to start the day and not wanting to. However, John said we had snow. I knew we’d get some more snow before summer arrived. I was up and peeking out the windows. I love snow and we didn’t really have much this year. Everything was covered in heavy, wet white snow Snow. April 23 and we had snow. Not unusual just unexpected and unwanted (by most).

After getting out of the shower, I shoveled off the front deck while Ruddie played. I was afraid he would run off but he was just investigating. He wanted to know what all the white, cold stuff was. I also went out to the back deck and shoveled most of that off. The snow was heavy. Beautiful but heavy coverage. Heavy means damage. Our poor lilac bush was bent right over and I’m not sure it’ll ever be the same. The limbs of the arbortives were bent in all directions instead of standing tall and looking strong as one. And so, many of the trees and plants that have been flowering weeks in advance of their normal times due to the mild winter we experienced, will be damaged. But like the weather, there is nothing we can do to prevent it. Mother Nature has played her card. I’m sure we’ll feel it at the grocery store when we can’t buy NY apples. Might be the time I start buying new fruits for the family to try. Can’t change it so work with it!

Apparently the highway department wasn’t prepared either. John said the trucks probably wouldn’t have their plows on the trucks. I think he was right because a regular pickup truck went down our road, plowing. Well, if you can call it that. One swipe down the road. Down the middle of the road. I did what I had to do. I drove in the middle of our road as well as the other road I turn onto. I went slow as I was afraid how the car would handle if I had to speed off to the side (not really the side, just the side I was supposed to be driving on). I’m pretty sure my Subaru could handle it but I have precious, irreplaceable cargo on board therefore I take no chances.

So here are the pictures I snapped this morning.

Ruddie's kennel door

The poor lilac bush!

I have Sunday’s baking to tell you about (ohhhh, I baked a lot) but I’m a little tired. I’m gonna blame it on the weather!