I'm not sure what the weather is up to any more. One day it is cool and the next day hot. While we were in the Smokey Mountains, a cool front came through and especially up in the higher elevations it was felt the most. At Dollywood, when we would get under some theater to enjoy a show we would get almost chilled.
I must write this story a little earlier than usual because I will be spending my Birthday, the 15th of May up in Pigeon Forge. The motel is already booked and perhaps Dolly Parton is expecting me to be there.
This last cold snap was Blackberry winter, perhaps the last. Everywhere I've been, I have seen more blackberry plants in bloom. Just maybe, we'll have a bumper crop of the sweet black fruit off the plant.
Even with the spotty rain showers, my 39th year leading bird walks and Owl Prowls turned out to be a lot of fun for myself and others who braved the weather.
Thank God for this wonderful weather that we are about to receive. I am so happy to be able to turn off my heater and maybe open a window or two for some much needed fresh air.
I believe this past cool spell might just have been, Locust winter. If we are lucky, we might have seen the last of the frost. I am ready to get a little dirt underneath my fingernails by planting my flower garden.
It seems as if winter doesn't want to relinquish it's hold on the seasons. Last night there were freeze warnings for our neck of the woods. I am planning on planting a butterfly garden in the front yard.
Here we are in the middle of Dogwood winter and it got down to freezing last night. The weather people were warning people to cover their newly planted things to keep them alive. I just don't plant anything, outdoors until after May 1st.
It was so good to spend Easter with two of my sons. Plenty food was the norm for the day and then the slight cooler weather started, I didn't vote for that one. We are still under the grip of Red Bud winter and I am still looking for warm weather that will stay.
Here we are, smack dab in the middle of Red Bud winter. This is the first of the old timer winters with three, and maybe even four winters to go. These are the cold snaps that hit around spring and are usually gone by the time you get to May.
What a beautiful Saturday morning to be above dirt. This is my favorite time of the year. As long as the weather is this nice, it helps to stir up the blood and get you outside. I do have a very busy schedule today.
As I write this weeks article, the temperature has been pushing 60 degrees. Next week's will be in the 70's. I had a few snow flurries on the buttercups and now I am ready to start planting my summer flowers
If we were doing a countdown to spring, it would sound like three weeks and counting. My buttercups are really busting at the seams to rise from the dirt. I have seen many already blooming through out the county. Now all we need in to have a snow on them.
Another beautiful weekend was had by all that got outdoors. It was there for the taking, and I was ready for some spring like temperatures. With all of the past cold snaps, it seems like we all get a touch of cabin fever.
Here comes that dreaded 4 letter word again. Snow! My buttercups are starting to protrude from the cold, cold ground and soon will put on a beautiful blanket of colors. I will then find out if all my hard work, scratched knuckles, and sore knees have paid off. You really can't expect something nice, if you don't put some hard work into it first.
What a difference a week can make, especially after coming off a nine inch snow. Temperatures have gone from single digits on up to the upper 60's. I will take this anytime.
The weatherman said it was coming, but we were not sure of how much we would receive. Here at my house, the snow measured nine inches. Thank goodness we went to the grocery store on Thursday and stocked up on the staples we would need to get us through the blizzard
I was hoping that I might escape the misery of getting sick this new year, but the dreaded creeping crud is upon me. I had to go and visit Dr. Gary Gallant for the cure to my ailment. It seems that I have bronchitis with a very aggravating cough to go along with it. Maybe by this next weekend, I'll be fit as a fiddle.
I woke up to a little dab of snow this past Sunday morning. Birds were everywhere in my back yard taking advantage of what I offer in my feeders. Even the pesky squirrels were eating from the special feeder that holds an ear of corn.
Happy New Year! I certainly hope that each of you will have a great year. I do know that the weather is where it should be. It is winter and it now feels like it.
Here it is, December the 27th and it feels like late April. This might fool some of the flowers that bloom in early spring, thinking that the possibility of cold weather has passed. I remember one spring that most of the trees had budded out and then were killed off by a freeze. This is supposed to be the results of El Nino
Here we are, in the week of Christmas. I didn't go out and look for birds this week, but wanted to give you a story from my heart. Please bare with me because some of my story is fiction, but the rest of it is pure truth.
Oh boy, what a wonderful weekend we had. My feelings were that it seemed like early May, except that I wasn't planting my vegetable garden. The kids next door have been running and playing in their backyard, but very soon, it will be too cold to do this. Grab it while you can.
This past weekend with the crisp cool mornings and a bit of a warm up has me back out in the front yard planting flower bulbs again. It's hard work, but I will be rewarded with beautiful early spring tulips and buttercups.
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