Where's Winter---Part II
Another week has rolled on by and still the weather remains Spring like. A close inspection around the house shows some buds are even poking their heads up-good grief, go back!! Temps in the low 50's, lots of sun, not much wind and everyone just waiting for the second shoe to drop. So far we've had only a few days of snow totalling about 4"--mini whoops!! Oh well, Sean out in Boulder is our designated "fall guy" for this year running about 6 feet of snow in three weeks--you da man Sean!!
Saturday coming across the Bay into Portland was a beautiful time on the water; calm, sunny, few clouds and the old Time & Temp building showing 61 degrees at 4pm--wow. Golfers were definitely out and skiers were definitely not out. Fear not, we'll be paid back with interest. Strange, but there will be a huge sigh of relief when the first major snowfall comes through Maine. Once again, all will be right with the universe.
Here's some pics from that wonderful trip into Portland on Saturday.
3 Comments:
The snow here in Colorado has now been replaced with 50-80 mph winds. It is blowing all of the remaining snow all over the place, closing roads all over again. And, the wind banging on the windows makes it very hard to sleep at night.
Oh well, usually big winds in Colorado means a sharp change in the weather. Hopefully it's for the better this time and not more snow!
Hey Rob,
Found out about your blog through Alison and Joe Jacobs. I sat next to them at a retirement party in December for Barry Talley, music director of the Naval Academy in Annapolis. Barry had just conducted his last Messiah at the Chapel there. (Alison is the aunt of my sister-in-law Laura Talley).
Anyway, I e-mailed you and Jill, but my note got bounced back, so I guess you changed ISPs.
I'm enjoying keeping up with what's happening on your little island -- and I'm loving the pictures, though they make me a little wistful.
Best to Jill.
Damn you, you wicked Islander!!! You've doomed us all.
Yesterday, the high was 7. Count those degrees.... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.... 7!!! The high!!!
You've doomed us all with your question! Hope you are happy now that the air sucks the oxygen out of your lungs as you walk out the front door.
Happy winter, Dad.
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