Sunday, March 19, 2017

And suddenly there was RAIN FOR, LIKE, MONTHS.

There's just something about a freshly newly stacked pile of firewood that makes you feel good, right?

I'll never be cold. EVAR.
Not like it's all super fucking cold around here or anything. I mean, it's still Northern California we're talking about here. So, like, in the 30s in February counts for cold.

We're more worried about shit like flooding than extreme cold.

Flood Day it is, then? OK.

We have just the one wee bridge to get out to our property, so when it goes under the otherwise non-existent creek, it's this new thing called Flood Day that's like Snow Day but way less fun.
I imagine. Having only had a handful of Snow Days in my life during my undergrad in Flagstaff, anyway. And really what I remember are things like ill-fated attempts to get up to the local ski hill and then bailing out to the local brewery to hear war stories about snow shoveling, so what do I know of The Fun of Snow Days. 

I can say, however, Flood Days are kind of not as fun because they also usually involve repeatedly checking the status of the household mudslide.

"Eh. It's about as big as before. It still looks like Playdoh spaghetti squeezing through the fence rail."
Yippie whippy.

Trillium chloropetalum, Giant Wakerobin
I do really like the between-storm damage patrols, though. Because who doesn't like to walk around in soggy woods with a big poking stick and muck boots?

Don't tell me. I like to believe that I am normal.

This was the first time I'd seen sun in, like, 5 days, so, some forgiveness, ok? 
Cabin Fever is a real concern.

Adiantum jordanii, California Maidenhair

Dryopteris arguta, Wood Fern

Fallen Quercus agrifolia, Coast Live Oak

Dryopteris arguta, Wood Fern
I also dragged out an old blanket and Bubba hauled some giant limbs down our gully while picking off dead stuff from all the other oaks before it could fall and cause undue alarm in the night.

I don't really need to wake up to the sounds of I Don't Know What That Was But It Sounded Big falling down around my house while I'm trying to sleep any more than absolutely necessary, is my thing.

The storms this winter have been intense is all. So - noise.

Clean up. Maintenance. Chainsaws. Digging. Leaking. Listening. Fixing. Noise. It's all going on in earnest.

And there's also SO MUCH GREEN and plants waking up that is so yay.

So, like, happy spring from out heres.


  1. FINNY LIVES! HOORAY! And happy spring from the Canadian border, where my children are building incredible snow warrens in the literal mountains of snow outside.

    P.S. I somehow missed your last post about not having a vegetable garden, which I totally understand, but . . . could you plant a citrus tree for me? Any kind, I don't care. I am insanely jealous of anyone who can grow any kind of citrus plant outdoors and I can't understand why everyone who lives in citrus-friendly areas doesn't have every variety available.

  2. OMG FINNY IS ALIVE! I wondered how you fared during all the storms. We had a murky lake in our backyard but that was about it. Flood zone my ass. Not even close. With that said, our trees are quite happy. The orange and lemon trees are full of fruit (which is odd because I've pulled off a ton already)...our new apricot and pink lady trees have blooms! And then there's our lime tree looking all lame and such. Oh well. Soon enough.


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