Against cloudy skies
Soil soggy from overnight rain
Such is a late winter morn in the mountains.
So the snow came and went and the temperatures are near 60 today. The daffodils even on the road up the mountain are in bloom, the forsythia in town is blooming. My forsythia is budded out but not blooming, the iris are sprouting as are the daylilies. The fall planted garlic is up and strong. I have seen snow much later in the year than this and our average last frost date in during the first week of May.
There is so much temptation to start planting, but I know from experience that it would be a grand mistake. I do have 2 Asian pear trees and 2 Dwarf blueberries that arrived this week dormant and do need to be planted very soon. First I must get rid of the creeping crude/plague. Yesterday on day 7 of this malady, I finally called the doctor, I tend to just try to fight these things off myself, usually successfully, but I felt I was losing the battle. My visit was scheduled this morning and I received the diagnosis of definite bronchitis, possibly early pneumonia and left with two prescriptions to aid my body in healing. The doc said that he has seen more cases of pneumonia from this winter’s bug than in any other year he has been in practice and that it seems to linger. Thanks Doc, I needed that news.
The seeds I planted on Sunday are beginning to sprout. There are mini cabbage, kale, and chard sproutlets and at least one of the tomato varieties is up. Yesterday I received notice that the sprout lamp had shipped, so it should get here in time to strengthen the sprouts and keep them from getting to leggy.
Spring really is coming and with it, a whole new garden season.
As I sit doing all of my planning and planting of seedlings, looking at the calendar that says to start putting the early seed in the ground within the next week, it is snow flurrying with a forecast of 3 to 5 inches of snow by midmorning on Monday.
Today is day 5 and though the elephant is still sitting on my chest and I can’t breathe when I lie down, the temperature seems to have abated as I no longer ache in my back and hips. I’m glad I took a flu shot this year.
My Dad always says, “A cold lasts 6 days if you take medicine, half a dozen if you don’t.” I’m not a big medicine taker as I generally have the worst side effects they offer up, but I have been taking Musinex DM and ibuprophen for the last few days to just cope. It is tough to rest when you can’t breathe when you are not standing.
I must be feeling better as I cleaned the table between our recliners. It had gotten to be a challenge to put anything else on it without it toppling, much like one of the board games our grandsons play. I also pulled out my knitting again and went back to work on “Yvaine.” It is a simple pattern and I am using the loveliest of Green Dragon Traditions yarns in the Undersea Twilight color. Just thought I would share it with you.
This dog he wanted would grow some day to easily outweigh the boy, but that didn’t deter his search.
Last week, that boy got his wish and though the dog is currently a pup, his parents are huge. Pup has feet as large as my fist.
He sleeps much of the day and nearly all night, but he encourages his boy to play whenever he is awake.
Can’t wait to see this game in a few months.
We have been home two nights and one full day with the pup. Yesterday was a full agenda, registering him as The Lone Ranger of Stafford Shire, Ranger. for short. Meeting his new vet for a well puppy check and to restart the puppy shots as the breeder was doing them and the record was sketchy. New vet because the one we had taken the cats to had retired and his business was purchased by 4 young vets, 2 women and 2 men that have a second location over the state line in West Virginia. The staff and vet were all enamoured with Ranger.
Exploring his new environment, both indoors and outdoors. He really seems to like the space to romp and roam. We are working on training us to his needs to reduce indoor accidents, teaching him his name and to climb and descend stairs as he already weighs 22.6 lbs.
He is a good pup, sleeping in a crate in our room at night and keeping it clean all night. During the day, he has decided his extra large wire kennel is just the place to nap or take his toys for playtime.
Hubby is very happy with his puppy.
The trip to Vienna is about 4 hours and after taking them out to a late lunch and unloading them at their house, we headed farther north. Another 3 hours put us in Ephrata where we located the breeder’s house for this morning’s pick up and set out to a nearby town for a motel and dinner.
This morning came and hubby was like a kid at Christmas, anxious to see his new puppy. The breeder has 3 mastiff’s, one female and 2 males, though we only saw Max, the daddy at 200 lbs, and Tekka, the mom at 170 lbs. Teeka had 15 pups on December 29th and then the weather got very cold and they lost 8 of them. When we arrived, the only 3 remaining were Ranger, hubby’s pup and two of his siblings, a huge brindle male, and a small brindle female. In their pen, none of them looked too big, then Jim picked up his pup and his feet are huge!
We didn’t get 10 minutes from their house with a fussy pup when he lost his breakfast out both ends, necessitating a clean up stop. The second accident occurred just as we finally managed to get on I-76 headed west. By the time we got to I-81 to head south, he was cleaned up again and settled into travel mode, a good thing, because the trip home is a total of 6 1/2 hours without the frequent stops for his needs.
I’m sure he will be a happy fellow when we finally get home and can finish cleaning him up,, feedings him and letting him begin to settle into his new home. I hate to admit it, but he sure is cute with his black mask, black ears, tail and toes on his apricot body.
Tonight is our last night of our kid’s winter vacation. Today has been rather laid back as the weather has deterioted into rain and wind with much colder temps, and we may even get some flurries tonight and tomorrow before noon. They came in to snow and are going to leave in snow.
To soften their leaving a little, our eldest son and eldest grandson (age 6 1/2) will be in very late tonight for son to present at an academic conference tomorrow and we will have a whole day with our grandson. On Sunday we will take them home and then on to Pennsylvania to pick up hubby’s new puppy.
It has been a great week. I will surely cry when they leave as I always do and wish that the time will come when they can move closer than 13 hours from us.
And we will be taking our eldest grandson to visit them in June and all of us will go to Disney World for a couple of days.
It rained last night, all night. Not a timid drizzle, but torrential downpours with lightening, creek filling rain. By morning, it was clearing, only partly cloudy and by 10 a.m. it was already near 50, so we headed off to the Cascades, a beautiful 2 mile uphill walk along a creek to an awesome waterfall.
We have made this hike numerous times, our daughter once when her son was an infant, but I think this one is most memorable. The rain had the creek rushing by us, the falls were gushing over the cliff face. The mountain runoff creeks poured over and down the trails and we couldn’t even get to the very top because of the runoff.
This was a family event, all 4 adults, our 5 year old grandson who walked the entire 4 miles without complaint, our 3 month old granddaughter being baby worn by her Dad, and the Golden Retriever that travelled to Virginia with them.
Now that we are home again, the adults are all nursing sore legs, dog is out on the floor and grandson is down for one of the few naps he has taken this week. I think we will all sleep well tonight.