I walked out of the building tonight about 7 pm. The wind was fresh and alive. The air was soft and room temperature. I felt like I was surrounded by air. It was delightful. It’s still windy. The house is stuffy. The temperature has dropped.
Sights of today:
Fat tadpoles in dirty pond behind the office.
Wisteria in full bloom hanging over the arbor.
Car on fire on the side of the highway on the way to work.
March 30 – morning snow shower – temperatures just above freezing.
Watching Werner Herzog’s “Happy People: A Year on the Taiga” over the weekend gave me a whole new appreciation for spring snow.
dwarf siberian iris
I’ve been walking in Woodland Park close to home. Today in a spring snowstorm. I felt accompanied by millions.
Window at home, looking out on today’s snow storm.
Feeling very fond of March – the way it comes in. A month that’s tied closely with the weather. Wild and unpredictable like transitions can be.
The sound of sleet. A small ticking on the windows.
sleeting in the back yard
dinner at Quattro Pazzi
One of the best salads I have ever had! Kale, butternut squash bits, and burrata. Perfectly prepared.
And, just because I love snow – a mini birthday blizzard came along.