First Skiff of Snow

I can’t believe it but we’ve already had our first skiff of snow. It started yesterday, snowing, then raining (melting the snow), then sunny, and back again. We have the strangest weather that blows through. Then it snowed again, then stopped. Here is what I found this morning

The amazing thing is it didn’t melt overnight, because the ground is not frozen yet.

We have some micro-climates around us. Today it was pelting rain on the uphill side of the house. But when I looked out the window of the same room, toward the downhill side, it was sunny and clear. Rained like that for about an hour, but clear out the other window.

How do you explain that? I can’t. πŸ™‚

Covid cancelled our trip!

Hubby and I were booked for a trip to Eastern Ontario and Quebec for a friend’s milestone birthday and a chance to visit two grandsons at university in Ottawa, our capital city. Two days before leaving, we both came down with Covid 19. With two vaccines and two boosters, we caught the latest version. I gather it is more contagious and moves fast.

We spent days (when we weren’t in bed, sleeping) cancelling hotel reservations, flights booked, car rentals, train tickets and visits with friends.

Thank heaven for the vaccinations. It could have been a lot worse, but it still knocked the stuffing out of us. Very sore throat, dizziness, nausea, congestion, relentless fatigue. I have great sympathy for anyone who has contracted it.

Meantime, we have recovered. Have a great fall.

Eagles chapter two

The eagles have been very busy. They have continued to increase the size of the nest until we could no longer tell if Mama was sitting on the eggs, if there were eggs. Here’s what it looks like now, nearly twice the size as it was in March when I last posted, cascading down the tree, hooked on 3 or 4 branches now.

My husband and I were standing on the driveway talking when an eagle flew low overhead and landed behind a high rock. Eagles don’t do that as a rule, they stick to the trees unless they’re after something. A minute later, it flew off with something in it’s claws, went to the nest briefly, then darted into the nearest tree. Here it is resting in the tree.

We climbed up to see what he was after, and found a large clump of moss torn up. He must have placed the moss in the nest as a cushion for the eggs. Does that mean the eggs are yet to be laid? We don’t know. Wish I had a mirror fixed in the tree that would show me what’s in the nest. πŸ™‚

What do you think is going on? Drop me a comment.

More Signs of Spring

Here we are mid-April. It must be almost spring, right?

The current bush, my absolute favourite is out in bloom. The original bush died and I shopped everywhere for a replacement. Then one just sprouted up in my garden down the bank from the old one. Warmed my heart.
The camellias are among the first to bloom. Love the different shades.
I love the dandelions. They are so bright and cheerful in the spring. And you can always make a dandelion chain. πŸ™‚
The cherry trees are in full blossom. This is three trees planted together. Lovely. This is an ornamental, of course. The fruit trees are still thinking about sending out their blossoms.
And then there’s is the western skunk cabbage. Grows in ditches and wetlands, and stinks up the place. πŸ™‚

Yet, we had an inch and a half of snow on Sunday, and another flurry on Tuesday. Doesn’t the weatherman know it’s SPRING??

What is happening where you live? Leave me a comment and let me know.

Best, Sylvie

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Signs of Spring

I went for a bike ride yesterday, for the first time this year. The rain had stopped, and although it wasn’t sunny, it was a nice day. And as I rode, I saw some signs of spring.

The ferns are growing like mad.
The moss has stopped hibernating and is sending out numerous bright green shoots.
The ocean spray has grown tiny leaves and the blossoms are getting ready to burst.

My Mom always called this bush spyria. When I moved back to the west coast, I got a book of plants of British Columbia, and although most folks call it ocean spray, Mom was right– spyria is the correct name. I shouldn’t be surprised. πŸ™‚

What is happening in your neighbourhood? Any signs of spring yet? Drop me a line and let me know.