Winter Storm
It’s nineteen this morning with a light dusting of snow. Slightly peculiar weather for the Hill Country of Texas. Of course, we’ll take any sort of moisture the heavens decide to bring us even if it's in a more or less solid form. There’s also a strong north wind blowing which means wind chills and more cold air. I think the winter storm is scheduled to loosen its grip by the weekend, just in time for me to leave for Big Bend.
Meanwhile, the Blackfoot Daisies and Spanish Lavender I bought at a local nursery several days back sit in their pots in my utility room waiting for their chance to sink their roots into my fertile soil. Both species live long and prosper at my place and I have spots all marked out for them. They might have made it through the chill if I’d planted them, but I thought nineteen might be too much of a test for a young plant in strange soil. Of course, the young bluebonnets I’ve seen all over the yard will probably relish the challenge and hooray for them.
We’ll probably have a meager crop of the little blue flowers this year, however, to go along with the meager winter moisture that’s come our way. And I doubt spring will be much better. I’ve spoken about this before, but the dryline that previously sat at the 100th meridian appears to have moved east two degrees. Whoops! Less rain for us. Luckily, the daisies and lavender can manage with tiny drinks which is why, along with their flowers, they’re invited into my yard. And I can hardly wait to get them into the ground and growing. And I can hardly wait for the cold to go away.