Thursday, April 17, 2014

Whiplash



Recovering from Mother Nature's surprising twists and turns, which happen most springs, and which I faithfully seem to forget is such a challenge.  Out goes the five foot potted Kaffir lime to adjust to sun and wind whipping breezes.  Out goes the other citrus, the Calamondin lime.   It is smaller and has been fighting a pest invasion for a year.  I was hoping the cooler nights would assist, but I had to bring it back in before I could spray it with an oil along with its big brother as a wind chilling frost was due to arrive.  I forgot the little and rather old geranium, but it survived the brief frost on the deck.  In spite of watching the weather I was still surprised to see a tiny layer of slushy white stuff on the deck the next morning.

I am not the only disgruntled one, though.  The cardinal flew to the bird bath and then back up to the deck table giving me the stink eye through the patio door.  I looked and saw the dish had been frozen over.  As if to emphasize he flew down to its edge and pecked at the hard shiny surface several times and then glared at me. I had taken in the water heater, of course.

That was two days ago.  Now when I see the sun and green grass I hop outside only to be reminded that it is still hanging at the 50 degree mark on the warmest of afternoons.  Back inside I go to get a scarf and sweater.

March may come in like a lion and go out like a lamb, but April is a schizophrenic diva with her own personal voodoo doll and an endless supply of pins. 

10 comments:

joeh said...

Warm is a commin.

Red said...

April can be very interesting when it comes to weather.

messymimi said...

April does seem to be smacking us around some this year.

Brian Miller said...

glad that it is getting warmer...and that we avoided the snow this time...we got pretty cold but...was mild, mid 60s today---maybe winter is done? i hope...smiles.

Celia said...

Perfect line that final one!

ellen abbott said...

That's March for us. Can't make up its mind.

Linda Reeder said...

That's a great final sentence there. You have me laughing.

Granny Annie said...

You sure have got that right and the pins around here in the voodoo doll usually consist of tornadoes. Seems like last year Ron and I were racing home from doctor's appointments in Tulsa to get in the house just in time to avoid those big April monsters.

Bob Bushell said...

Yep, we are already half way through spring, and then, summer.......Beautiful trees.

Kay said...

This is exactly what my daughter has been saying in Illinois. It's been a crazy season.