We are enduring a bitter cold spell, the worst in several years. The ambient temperature is -22 Celsius and the wind chill equals about -35C.
This cold spell should abate this weekend. In the meantime I’m deeply grateful for our snug and safe little home. I’m full of compassion for the wild things which have no such safe and snug place to hole up, particularly the songbirds. So I’m compelled to generously scatter seed far and wide.
The morning following the sunset in the previous post graced us with a glorious sunrise.
It is good to be alive.
I have never seen such an exquisite snowflake as this one, on Achilles’ ear. Unfortunately for you, my reader, he moved a fraction of a second before the shutter tripped.
Passing a pleasant afternoon, enjoying each other’s company.
I am very glad you are here.
We have experienced a lengthy dry spell – only 20.7mm of rain since June 25. We got some very welcome rain yesterday and overnight – I measured 13.7mm this morning This afternoon I measured another 9.2mm. It has fallen slowly, gently, soaking in to very dry soil, and filling the rain barrels.
Some folks might complain about rain falling through most of a summer weekend. We prefer to be grateful for this most welcome gift.
On a recent summer morning this towering cumulus presaged rain. Not for us, for fortunate others. Good for them!