The Gray Days
When I started this blog I thought I'd be able to find something about which I could "wax poetic" week after week. I was wrong.
This past month in the Hill Country can be easily summed up in few words.........gray. Oh, and wet. Though I know that the sun must have peaked out once or twice I can't seem to summon up a memory of a sunny day. For any of you up North of me, I know you've had it bad and I have no reason to whine but here in Central Texas we're just not accustomed to all this grayness.
People seem to be in especially bad moods and I find myself wanting to sleep all the time. Maybe because the only time I feel warm is when I'm under a couple of quilts. The cold is another thing. I did not move to Texas to be cold.
My house does not seem to have been build for cold weather, the back rooms are freezing so I spend most of my time huddled on the couch with several afghans tucked around me. At least I have a couple of garden catalogs to peruse. Theoretically I've spend hundreds of dollars on Richter's herb and Dutch bulbs.
At least when I nod off once again my dreams will be filled with Madame le Feber tulips surrounds by fifty kinds of thyme.
This past month in the Hill Country can be easily summed up in few words.........gray. Oh, and wet. Though I know that the sun must have peaked out once or twice I can't seem to summon up a memory of a sunny day. For any of you up North of me, I know you've had it bad and I have no reason to whine but here in Central Texas we're just not accustomed to all this grayness.
People seem to be in especially bad moods and I find myself wanting to sleep all the time. Maybe because the only time I feel warm is when I'm under a couple of quilts. The cold is another thing. I did not move to Texas to be cold.
My house does not seem to have been build for cold weather, the back rooms are freezing so I spend most of my time huddled on the couch with several afghans tucked around me. At least I have a couple of garden catalogs to peruse. Theoretically I've spend hundreds of dollars on Richter's herb and Dutch bulbs.
At least when I nod off once again my dreams will be filled with Madame le Feber tulips surrounds by fifty kinds of thyme.
Perhaps 'waxing poetic' will be easier when the wildflowers appear this spring? And the rain has been good for both trees and bluebonnets. I must admit, our recent ice storms had me pretty gloomy for awhile, too!
We've been in Austin for 7 and 1/2 years, so this is our eighth winter here. In the past, although the temperatures went down quite low, the cold spells seem to come and go quickly - this year the cold seems to be less of a snap and more of a drag. The sun is out today, but I'm keeping the afghan handy.
Annie at The Transplantable Rose
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Hopefully all this gray will produce a great spring show.
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I'm sitting here in Kenai, Alaska smiling as I read your entry. This has been the coldest winter I remember here on the Kenai Peninsula in my nearly 25 years here. Global warming? We don't even have an assurance of a nice warm summer. We're retiring to Central Texas by the end of the year and I don't think a week or two of being curled up with an afghan will bother me, or at least I hope not. I enjoy reading all the blogs and looking at all the pictures of flowers and gardens and can't wait to be a part.
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I don't hate winter but I can't wait for spring where I can see everything gets back to it's original beauty again, Can't wait to see the flowers bloom again.
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My least favorite time to look out at the hills is in January and February. There is just no color. Plus, during those months it is too cold to lay out at the pool and admire nature. That's why I love the Spring and Summer so much!
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This has been the coldest winter I remember here on the Kenai Peninsula in my nearly 25 years here. Global warming?
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Neat! Thanks!
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