Here's the view today, high temp in the low 20's. The ice is firm
on the Mill Pond and out to the main body of the lake... Butters
likes his walks...
When I was growing up we'd hang plastic icicles on the Christmas
tree... Current conditions of cold and sun have made the real
thing happening--very fun...
Here are the icicles from along the lake road just after the bridge
glowing in the sunshine today. On our walk we saw a heron perched
by one of the few small holes in the ice, later replaced by a raven who
rolled around taking a snowbath. The temperature topped freezing
today so a lot of trees shed their snow burden, which is good since
more snow is expected soon...
There are still some refugee birds hanging out in the thawed spot by
the bridge to the Mill Pond... But we've never seen a great
blue heron persist like this one has this year. There are
also a few mallards, one bufflehead, and the muscovy duck that moved in
this summer. You can see from the photo there is plenty of snow
off of the lake (over a foot), so we prefer walking on the ice, which
has an inch or two of snow. You can also see the open spot
in the foreground, and some of the icicles that are persisting along
the rocky parts...
We had a warm spell last week which cleared almost all the snow from the trees. It's snowing again this evening...
More than ever we're eating from our own garden
produce. We just finished the last grapes, which kept amazingly
well in a cold spare room. We are also enjoying apple cider and
applesauce. The root cellar keeps the apples in better shape than
in a cold spare room, since the humidity is higher. We also have
lots of squash, a smattering of potatoes, lots of carrots.... And
there there's the canned fruits and green beans, and frozen raspberries
and blueberries. Must be time for supper...
We got two inches of snow overnight, which I only became aware of after
5 this morning when the fir tree over our house started shedding the
snow due to the snow turning to rain, which it's continuing to do this
evening... Before the roads were plowed, SUV's were slaloming
down the street since the slush is shifty. I got stuck after
shoveling the driveway when some of the underlying ice/snow turned to
slush this afternoon, and that was only a 10 foot driveway to the
garage on the flat...
So I didn't have any sympathy when walking Butters
down on the railroad grade and there was a 4X4 pickup stuck while out
"joy riding." What part of 8 inches of slush didn't they
The slush and rain and snow continue, giving this a March-like feel,
which was actually predicted by the weather service this Fall as a
likely result of El Nino. But last night I got out to take photos of
the local talent at the bluegrass January 2016 Music Showcase photos.
At church to fill out some extra time I've started helping to tie
quilts for Lutheran World Relief. We've got a volunteer from
Canada that sews the tops and bottoms, and others here help pin up the
sides and sandwich them with polyester fiberfill. For a small
operation it's quite productive...
More slush and rain, closing the passes to Seattle again. The
icicles are a fraction of their former glory. The upside is the
snowpack is getting to where Spirit Lake is likely to fill again this
Spring, which wasn't apparent this Fall, just in time for the new sand
beaches at Fireside Park.
Dead by David Rosenfelt This is fictional solution to some of the
gross economic anomalies of the Afghan war... Also funny and dog
Business by Dave Barry Trying to get a heist novel to be
both funny and tense is a tricky business. Donald Westlake
was a master. Carl Hiaasen is also good, and likely to be Dave's
inspiration... Unfortunately this one comes across as fairly
tawdry and sophomoric.
Blues by Elmore Leonard. When Leonard got the series
Justified, he finally got the treatment he wanted for his
writing. It was easy to see tidbits of this one worked into the
The Glass Key by Dashell Hammett. I've read this one a few
times--one of the harder ones to read since the protagonist is a gritty
political fixer, and gets some brutal treatment as well...
A great classic by one of my favorite mystery writers...
let the Dog Out by David Rosenfelt. There are mystery novelists
for every hobby and city, this one caught me due to the dog
theme. Add to that the author is home to 15 golden retriever
rescue dogs and I am caught in his web of dogginess...