Blowing In The Wind

Here’s it is, nearly Spring with Winter at our backside. I was so looking forward to this month and next, however, today was a sharp reminder of what the weather is like for us here in early Spring.

The wind is blowing violently today. Our lawn chairs will end up in our neighbor’s yard by day’s end. Our neighbor is 1/4 mile away! There are several branches down and laying in the yard. I worry about our roof, as this house is very old and the roof not in great condition. It wouldn’t surprise me if the whole roof blew off! The furniture (cat and human) in the catio has been tossed all over, and a board (used as a rain shield) has come unattached. That made a horrendous noise as my furbabies were having their dinner and they all scattered like a 747 was about to crash on our house! It took me 15 minutes to get them all back into the kitchen to finish eating.


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I just glanced out the window, sitting here at my computer and lo and behold there are snowflakes falling! Whodathunkit? That wind is bitter cold so I’m not too surprised….but now the snowflakes are gone! Go figure. But there’s a saying here in Missouri: If you don’t like the weather, just wait a few minutes! (Hate to tell them, the wind has been blowing longer than 5 minutes!)


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I’m still looking forward Spring, although March and April are usually very wet and windy here in SW Missouri. I have seen a few new blooms on trees and heard the birds chirping early in the mornings. The first woodpecker of the season woke me up the other morning. The robins are running amuck all over the yard as I type this, pulling whatever worms they can find out of the soft ground. Most of the trees are brown and bare (except the evergreens, of course) and it’s really not a pretty sight. That will soon change as Spring and summer gets a grip on things. I’m hoping for a “not-so-freaking-hot” summer this year…… Wishful thinking, I know.