A gray, wet day. Started out as snow, but quickly became rain as the day warmed up. Stayed very dark out though. With winters like this, I don’t see how anyone can continue to deny that the climate is changing. Rain in January was unheard of until a decade ago and now more and more of the precipitation we get in winter is rain. At least in the valleys.
Our mountains have received some feet of snow over the past day and a half. Piling heavy wet snow on light powder and setting off avalanche after avalanche. So far, nobody’s been hurt, but, if past years are any indication, that will soon change. Seems as the slopes, like the rest of the world, get more crowded, folks are pushing out into what’s left of the back country, putting themselves at greater risk.
My grandnephew turned three years old yesterday. His baby brother is just over 7 months. The cliché is so right: they do grow up so very fast. Spending time with them is such a treat. The birthday boy is a bright, kind kid. He’s been well launched into personhood by his parents and grandparents. He’s also had the great good fortune to have his maternal grandmother (his Nanna, as he calls her) as his daycare provider. Her demeanor is innately patient and caring. A great combination for childrearing.
Later in the day and the birds have taken to mobbing the front yard. Mostly sparrows, but some finches and juncos in the mix as well. The finches have yet to discover the seed in a special finch feeding sock my mate hung for them last weekend. They’re still trying to hold their own against the sparrows at the main feeder. I’m rooting for ‘em.
That’s all for today.
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