Today it’s raining. Over one inch has fallen so far. I just realized that one year ago today was the day of our “snowicane” and here we are one year later having another large-ish storm, only this time it’s rain instead of snow.

Even stranger is the fact that in that blog entry I talk about just having made pork chile verde which I made this morning too without realizing I had made the same dish one year ago today. Very weird! You can’t plan things like that!

Looking out the window at the rain something looked off to me in the back yard. The trees were tinged with color! Wait. It can’t be. I ran for the binoculars and sure enough, one species of tree has popped! Lots of them! Little droopy catkins all over the place! I think they are beeches but I’m not sure.

What can they be thinking? We still have snow on the ground. Silly trees.

Hurrah for spring!

That light at the end of the tunnel I was talking about in my last post just turned out to be another train, or should I say another storm. Sunday night into Monday morning we had 8 inches of snow. Officially I heard on the news it was 7.5 inches, but here at the house I consistently measured 8 inches with my trusty measuring tape. It was only supposed to be 1 to 3 inches, but it turned into 8. Just when we were beginning to see patches of ground that have been covered for nearly two months. Now it looks like it did before the melting started. I was even starting to let myself get excited about spring.

It hardly seems possible that last year we had just purchased Mia and were driving around with the top down on March 20th. Will that be happening in a month? Somehow I doubt it this year. The prediction I last heard was for up and down temperatures through the end of February and into the beginning of March, but they were worried about the storm track and low temperatures that they foresee for the end of March and into the beginning of April. That does not sound promising! Especially when as I look out my window, all I see is a blanket of white.

My neighbor Kim blames our winter on me. She said I kept wishing for (and wanting) snow. So therefore it’s all my fault. I wished too hard. Wanted too much. I had to tell her that I stopped wishing (and wanting) about four storms ago! I am ready to move on with the seasons!

So just in case you missed it the the first time: I’ve had enough! Did you hear me this time Mother Nature?

But in this case it’s “the snow melts faster over the septic tank.” Look! A small patch of bare ground! Isn’t that exciting? This is our first glimpse of it since December 26th.

The icebergs on my deck are slowly melting. The ice pack is shrinking daily. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be 60 degrees F!

I know we’ll have more cold weather and probably another snow or two, but I think we are finally beginning to see the light at the end of this winter tunnel!

I’ve been meaning to post for days now, yet I haven’t. Maybe that’s because not much is going on.

I can’t really talk about the weather since it is behaving itself and as I type it’s a balmy 44 degrees (F) out there this morning at not quite 8 o’clock! Not the single digits; not even below freezing! We’ve had a few flurries of snow but no real snow now for well over a week. I think the spell over our winter-enchanted piece of Earth has broken. The snow is slowly melting but it’s still treacherous to walk on. Maybe today it will be warm enough to slush up that icy crust.

Should I talk about my bra fitting a week ago at Intimacy on Madison Avenue in the city? No, you probably don’t want to hear about that.

Or should I tell you about my bird rescues? Bird Rescue #1: a blue jay rescued from the mouth of Bella that didn’t turn out very well, or Bird Rescue #2: a junco that flew into our sliding glass door that did turn out well.

Maybe my topic of conversation should be about our Colorado cabin and #1: the beleaguered Board of Directors of the Homeowners Association and all the problems associated with that mess. Or #2: the neighbor who lives back behind us and can’t access his property until mid-June because of a very deep snow drift that occurs on the road that goes through our property asking if we’d let them cut another road on our property to go around said drift or build huge ugly snow fences on our property that won’t help anyway. No, you probably don’t want to hear about that either. (We said no to both proposals, by the way.)

I suppose I could talk about why I am dusting off the old Rosetta Stone Spanish software and brushing up on my español. PANAMA (and quite possibly Nicaragua {Granada} too) in May. How’s that for an exotic travel destination? Rick has business and I am tagging along. There are other wives going too, so it should be really fun. I am hoping to see a rain forest environment and people say that a visit to the Panama Canal is a must.

Plus, we’ve been thinking about places to retire (six months in the States/six months “somewhere” else) and this is one place that was on our “maybe” list. This will give us a chance to see what it’s like. There is quite a large ex-pat retiree community in both countries.

So, see? Not much!

Sunrise this morning.

This lovely herd of deer marched single file just outside our fence this weekend. They were having a rather slow go through the crusty snow. ‘Enough snow,’ they seemed to say. ‘We can’t find anything to eat in this frozen wasteland!’ The flick of their white tails were the only signs that they could hold up.

But it seems to have worked! We had some good thawing happening over the weekend. A little bit or rain helped with the melting process. And sun! And temperatures in the high 30’s! Woohoo!

Aren’t they lovely? We counted 18 deer in all. I’ve never seen such a big herd here before.

Actually we would not have seen them at all if it weren’t for Bella. She was on the deck and started barking. I always take note when she barks just in case it’s something interesting. Sometimes it’s only Finn (the dog across the street) out in his front yard that she carries on a long-distance conversation with quite frequently, but other times it could be deer ... or a bear.

The snow since our ice storm has been unbearable. With a hard crust on the top of about an inch, you either slid along the surface or broke through. Not knowing if the snow was going to hold your weight or not, it was next to impossible to walk anywhere in the yard. When I went out on the deck to fill the bird feeders I had to hold onto something so I wouldn’t slip and fall. It was more like skating than walking! Here are a few photos of its glistening iciness.

I think we have finally broken free of that stormy weather pattern we were stuck in. Thank you, deer.