For the first time in several years, I am able to do some real gardening, and so with the arrival of spring I have managed to get quite a bit planted, both in pots and in the ground.
On Wednesday on my way home from work I missed my bus. I didn’t actually see my bus so I can only assume that it was early as I was on time. This meant that I took the other bus that drops me off about 5 or 6 blocks from home. As it was a gorgeous day I had the opportunity to walk, pick up a (losing) lottery ticket, and take some photos of flowers along my way home.
While Spring always makes me a little sad, Spring flowers are my absolute favorite. I think it has something to do with the fact that Spring flowers come in a riot of colors, but SO many of them are purple. Purple is my favorite color, always has been. So, enjoy some photos of the spring flowers that are still out. It may have been in the upper 70’s yesterday and we may have had a wacky mild winter, but it’s Spring in New England.
Not much, but some. When I got out to Basil this morning, there was a couple of inches of snow on everything, so I had to clean off the car a bit before I drove to work. The roads weren’t that bad, all things considered. Not much of a storm really. The snow continued for a while, and was still coming down in heavy flakes after I had been at work for a few hours.
By the time I get home, I imagine much of it will be melted. Hopefully shoveling will be minimal. Ah, spring in New England.
The weather recently has been a lot warmer, for the most part. It feels like spring is already here. I have been able to wear shorts a few times. Already we are seeing blooms all over.
Just this past weekend, I was thinking about how I should probably go ahead and put away all of my snow shovels, ice melter, windshield scrapers, and other winter paraphernalia. I was also thinking about how I did not use the snowblower once this winter, after using it so much last winter.
Well. I should have realized that the weather in New England always has the last laugh, especially when it comes to winter.
After the light snow we got last night, it seems that Boston has officially broken the record for most snowfall in a single season. Our current snow total is now 108.6 inches, beating the old record of 107.6 inches from the winter of 1995-1996. Here in Boston, they began keeping records of snowfall in 1872.
Thankfully a lot of snow melted in the last couple of weeks, so the new snow hasn’t really done a whole lot to make anything worse. But as the snow melts, it is revealing all the garbage and other stuff that got buried in the massive piles.
Kelly and I were working at a craft fair trying to sell some of her jewelry and the weather was just gorgeous. In the morning it was a bit low so I walked to a little neighborhood market to get a bite to eat for us. While there the nearby railroad crossing started flashing and dinging as a train approached the crossing. So I walked over to take a look.
A little while back I had commented about how we were experiencing winter’s “last hurrah”.
Oh, man was I wrong.