It's the garden, you see.

Day before yesterday, it was wind. Wind, wind, wind. I dumped buckets and buckets of water on the garden to keep my little plant starts from being sucked dry. Then, last night, after I thought the line of storms had passed us, we got hail. Not huge hail (fairly consistently marble-sized), but horizontal hail, for close to ( Read more... )

Tim commented on some Kansas-like weather in his part of the world. Generally, t'ain't no big thang here - straight-line winds of that speed are par for the spring course, and anything that can blow over already has. Also, our intermodal track here is due north/south, which may not be coincidental. And I don't think they bother to haul empty ( Read more... )

I'm taking a break from putting the finishing touches on Gamehawk (well, okay, how about slapping it together to ship?) and the dog barks to announce the arrival of the mail. While I'm out there, I notice the neighbor (technically, her father/landlord) and his assistant are out working on the garage. This is the house opposite me, so it's rather ( Read more... )

Technically, not for a few more hours. And we're supposed to get up to a foot of snow tomorrow (though only an inch or three in the immediate area).

However, the pumpkin vine is blossoming, rather enthusiastically.

So... spring.

The sunflower is not quite so impressed. I think I may have overwatered it.