This morning I spoke at an organic grain conference. It went well and I had a good time. Putting the 160 into organic crops has certainly opened the door to hew opportunities. The ice was heavy yesterday. And the light low. However today the…
52f was much anticipated after enduring minus 26f but it turned out to be a bit dull!
I almost cried this morning when I woke – checked the temperature and found that it was only -17f ( -27c) – the forecast was calling for -26f and after struggling through yesterday I was in despair.
I am just so grateful that this drift down into deep freeze is only for a couple of days. Some people choose to live in temperatures like this. Not me though. I am not set up for it.
PIglets in a second but first I was watching the blowing snow through the green of the glasshouse as I watered the plants being grown for summer consumption. It is an interesting lesson in the juxtaposition of seasons. Spring piglets in the barn. Snow…
GETS into everything. Snow like Sand. Everywhere. Like the SPOT. Seuss’s spot.
Yes, with two very good cameras at my disposal sometimes I just take pictures with my phone.
The last of the warm days is upon us. Though todays will be a cloudy warmth. After this we go down to more seasonal temperatures for the forseeable future (forseeable future being the 10 days of estimates the weather site gives us). Waking up to…
While we were embracing (somewhat reluctantly) snowfall after snowfall over the last week or so I spent more time than usual in the kitchen. I get hungry when I am stuck inside.
Black and White. But not by design. For days now we have been under this heavy lid of pale gray cloud. Under the threat of snow. Below freezing. A frozen solid white bread sandwich. Colour has fled our world.