Friday, March 8, 2013


Here we are at the end of another week of this off and on weather that hovers around that point where water turns to ice and ice turns to water.  It's bone cuddling chilly.  It's messy and muddy.  I'm tired of it.

Here's the thing: it seems that I just do not deal with it as I once did.  I want to sit on the deck under the umbrella and have coffee, read the morning paper and watch the birds and red squirrels at the feeders.  I want to sit under that lovely maple at the corner of the house and think about things.  I want to walk in the woods and climb the mountain. Hell, I want to cut the grass!  

I know what it is.  It's SAD.  Seasonal Affective Disorder.  Or in plain terms: I'm friggin' tired of this winter.  It will be just the same next winter and the one after that.  

We got a light inch last night.  Hopefully that is all we will have of this latest storm which dumped tons of wet messy snow on much of the mid-section of the nation.  Oh well, it's March.  We ain't done yet.

We have a temporary solution for today, however.  We are going down to the big city of Portland to the annual flower show!  At least we can enjoy some color and smells and a cup of coffee.  We can say things like, "Wouldn't that look nice on the deck?", or , "That would look great in the new garden on the south side, wouldn't it?".

I can't believe they want $13 to get in this year.  Another American tradition of paying for the privilege of viewing demonstration gardens staged by dozens of garden stores and greenhouses, all of them wanting to sell you stuff for your gardens.  The man from Mars would say they should pay me to come see their presentations.  After all, it it were not good for business it wouldn't be happening.

It is enjoyable, however, and restful and a great photo opportunity as well.  So, it's something to do, and we're going to do it.  Maybe I'll see you there.  We can smile and say it's wonderful.  We can talk about the beautiful creations set out for our enjoyment.  We can say it was good to see each other.   But let's have an agreement NOT to mention the weather.  That's really why we're there, you know.  

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