I took this picture from the seat of the plane going east from Las Vegas to Denver on Saturday–that huge late February storm left feet of snow cover that we saw almost the whole trip. Really something. And, I hope it left enough snowpack to mitigate wildfires this spring and summer.
Here is our tiny winter garden! We’ve been enjoying the arugula for the last couple of weeks. We have been somewhat surprised at this growth after the serious cold and snow we had over the last month or so…But, nature finds a way! And, hardy arugula is our favorite salad green!
As I prepared to take my clothes off the line this afternoon, it struck me how pretty the colors were and that these were the clothes I’d worn most in my ‘off hours’ this summer (including my pj.s). It’s early October, and it’s still pretty hot (and my neighbors are mowing their lawns, non-stop, STILL!), but autumn is undeniable, so this may be one of the last times these clothes make an appearance on the line this year…
We have been unbelievably fortunate up here in the mountains of WNC–we had one day of steady rain during the storm, no real wind and, although the streams and creeks got very high, overall, it was not bad. The heavy rains we’d had a couple of days prior did more damage locally than this storm that is devastating so much of the Carolinas.
These plants are doing better than ever (and the pollinators are undiminished in number), due to the pre-storm trim. We have been incredibly lucky.
I live in Western North Carolina (Southern Appalachia) in the US, and out here in the mountains, we’re waiting for the storm to slowly arrive…On the coast of NC and inland in the East, there’s horrible destruction that’s not anywhere near over, but out here, the sky is a deep sky blue, the Post Officer just buzzed by in her jeep and a moment ago, I pulled some dry laundry off the line. It’s quiet, but the breeze seems to be building into wind and it’s also a little eerie; I feel a sense of expectation and anxiety in the air.
Here are the flowers around the house; they’re already a little disheveled from a heavy rain yesterday afternoon, so they’re not looking their best. I’ve decided to heavily trim them so that they won’t be killed by the vagaries of the predicted steady 40mph winds. I am reluctant to do it because these blossoms feed a lot of pollinators every day. However, it’s a small sacrifice and I will be greatly relieved if the self-imposed damage is the worst the neighborhood suffers.
I will post pictures of the flowers next week, to show how they were affected by the storm.
I wish everyone in the path of this hurricane well (and, good luck to the people in the paths of the storm in the Pacific!).
This is the view out our kitchen window, mid-August, 2018. I know I am lucky and I treasure this view every single day…but I can, even now, sense the fleeting nature of summer. Every day is a little shorter and those trees I look out on are already displaying the-more-than-occasional yellow leaf. Everything comes to an end, but I’m taking great delight in the meantime.