Monday, February 6, 2017
After the Storm
We had a nor´wester blow through. Or two. Right after the Siberian blast. So much for the warm, dry winter.
Electricity went on and off again all weekend. Must find a better lighting solution than candles, of which we have quite a few, but not enough light to read by. Fortunately, we didn´t lose anything in the freezer or anything. We remember a 4 day blackout in Chicago, with V recently arrived, during a record heat wave. A hundred year old transformer blew. V remarked after the second day that governments would fall in Spain if such a thing happened. He was impressed that people managed to cross intersections with non-functioning traffic lights in such a civilized fashion.
The current joke is after complaining about the price gouging on electrical rates during the cold snap, people are now doing without, whether they want to or not.
Anyway, no notable damage. A tree in the woods alongside our lot fell. A couple of branches also came down. Some yard stuff blown around. A road sign at the corner blew into the ditch.
I´d planted two baby bare root oak trees just before, which are certainly watered in at this point. They are in memory of my parents who are both gone now, but one has a split down by the base that I didn´t notice when purchasing, so I have my doubts about it´s future. Still, at €3.50 at the farmer´s market, not difficult to replace. Bought some more blueberries, an almond tree, and the only hazelnut they had, along with an impulse Lingonberry, which I´m not sure will thrive in this zone. I miss cranberries.
Breo´s been ordered to ¨rest¨ after pulling something in a back leg. Conveniently, he doesn´t like going out in the rain. We think it´s from his stint at the shelter. But even without walks, when he ¨sees¨ something in the garden he takes off like a rocket and then hobbles the rest of the day.
The rain guage blew over twice so I can´t be sure how much actually fell. Now waiting for the water to drain to get back to the garden and planting. It´s starting to smell like spring. And the plucky little japanese quince is blooming!