Convergence

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On the way home from town today, I was perusing the news a bit while the hubs listened to a Timesuck podcast about some historical murder of grislyness. I too was taking in grotesquery in the form of climate predictions.

You see, we are to have an El Nino summer in these parts according to NOAA, which of course means that Idaho is predicted to be scorched by above average temps.

Based on the current frigid out-side-o-sphere, I find that forecast a bit amusing, but also highly probable.

That said, as I wandered outside yesterday to piles of still frozen hail from the night before blanketing my early spring flowers, I still can't quite fathom what above average temps this summer might feel like. I mean, it was in the upper twenties here last night.

Which of course has put all the plants on pause as far as growth and blooming goes. I even had to get out a heater for the greenhouse, just in case.

But boy, did the scattering of dime-sized hail make for some mighty fine photos in the early morning light. The hubs chuckled at me as I skipped back in from feeding the cats and grabbed my phone to capture the climatological oddity.

It's always easy to talk about the weather, most of us tend to do so as it is like food, a universal subject. Which reminds me that a word fit sesh about gluten-free rain could be a hoot!

All in all though, I am getting a touch antsy about this almost winter spring that we are having, because it means that the heat will just turn on, like a blast from the atmosphere furnace, and I will have ALL the chores to do on the farm at once. I mean, I am supposed to be starting my warm weather crop starts this week, and I still don't have all the cold weather crops seeded because of this cold weather delay.

Even the peas are like, "um, we are just gonna hang right here at the ground, m'kay?!"

On the bright side though, I have been wandering around thinking that April hail showers look mighty peculiar on May flowers.

Who knows what the heck this month is going to bring?!!

One thing I know for certain, even though I absolutely adore watching my son shoot skeet and trap, my still frozen carcass is going to pass on walking through the barely above freezing deluge that is The Youth Sporting Clay Invitational in Nine Mile Falls, Washington this weekend. I don't feel too bad about missing it at all as in two weeks time I will be at state hoofing it around the sporting clays, skeet, and trap fields like the mostly devoted parent that I am. Hopefully the climate will be generous and bless us with some balmy temps to exist in for that three days of competition. C'mon weather, be a bruh!!

And now, it's time to chill by a nice and cozy wood fire with a good book and some tea...

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And as most of the time, all of the images in this post were taken on the author's nice and toasty to the touch iPhone.

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