“If you don’t like the weather…just wait a few minutes.” Samuel Clemens, a.k.a. Mark Twain, was referring to New England, but he just as easily been discussing May in Michigan. In the same week we’ve had hot days with sunburned skin along with freezing rain and snow. This past week we had several splendiferous days of 60-70, light breezes, and clear skies. This weekend we broiled under 80-degree skies, and then shivered in cold rain. Yesterday morning I woke to a pall of fog. More rain flooded soaked grounds today, but then blew away on afternoon breezes leaving a threat of frost in its wake. Continue reading
In the midst of mushroom season I am occasionally torn on how to spend my afternoons. If the mushrooms are popping, and the weather is perfect for woodland strolling, why would I do anything but hunt them? Well, because this happens to coincide with cherry blossom season Up North, which is truly a sight to behold. Continue reading
Spring is doing her typical thing – arriving
fashionably overly late, then being coy and warm, and then cool and rainy, and then seasonably pleasant but crisp, and then snowing two inches in mid-May, and then blue skies and pleasant again.
That’s right, I said snow in May. And not just a flurry. Last Saturday, while we were attempting to track down our beloved, short-lived fungus, it snowed.two.inches. Since the weather behaved similarly poorly on Sunday, Tony and I opted to treat it like a Monday and took off work yesterday instead and enjoyed an entire sunny day of morel hunting. Continue reading
After an unusually hectic workday yesterday, we opted to simply take it easy in the evening. Whereas we often leave the house immediately following dinner (which immediately follows work – there’s no commute time when you work from home), last night we hung out with the cats and the backyard. That is, we stayed at home until about 8:00 when the sky was starting to look promising for a sunset. Continue reading