There's talk of the first soaking rains of the season hitting us this coming Sunday and Monday, as well as weather folks declaring this Monday was our "last 90 degree of the year!" With these proclamations I feel my favorite time of the year slipping away, another summer gone. It seems most everyone else here in Portland is thrilled at the idea, I wish I felt that way too. Instead I feel sad and grumpy, my "outdoor living" way of life is coming to an end...
Autumn can be lovely here, or it can be wet and miserable. Obviously it's too early to know what this year holds. As usual I'm no good at seeing Autumn as the separate stand-alone season that it is, instead it's the one that opens the door for the next one, winter. I still feel the sting of last winter. The cold and ice, and snow and ice, repeat, repeat, repeat.
Thinking about our January escape to Los Angeles — and how it may have quite literally saved my sanity — I realized I still haven't fully written about my visit to the Rancho Santa Ana Botanic Garden. I find that when something touches me deeply (like wandering through this garden the day after leaving the snow behind at home did), I have a hard time revisiting, and writing, about it. No worries, I will eventually. In the mean time the "flames" of the Agave shawii at the RSABG seem like a fitting tribute to the many parts of the west that are still on fire, the ones that will benefit greatly from that rain. Plus seeing them again here makes my heart happy, just like seeing them there did...
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Weather Diary, Sept 12: Hi 86, Low 59/ Precip 0
Wednesday Vignettes are hosted by Anna at Flutter & Hum. All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.
Autumn can be lovely here, or it can be wet and miserable. Obviously it's too early to know what this year holds. As usual I'm no good at seeing Autumn as the separate stand-alone season that it is, instead it's the one that opens the door for the next one, winter. I still feel the sting of last winter. The cold and ice, and snow and ice, repeat, repeat, repeat.
Thinking about our January escape to Los Angeles — and how it may have quite literally saved my sanity — I realized I still haven't fully written about my visit to the Rancho Santa Ana Botanic Garden. I find that when something touches me deeply (like wandering through this garden the day after leaving the snow behind at home did), I have a hard time revisiting, and writing, about it. No worries, I will eventually. In the mean time the "flames" of the Agave shawii at the RSABG seem like a fitting tribute to the many parts of the west that are still on fire, the ones that will benefit greatly from that rain. Plus seeing them again here makes my heart happy, just like seeing them there did...
Weather Diary, Sept 12: Hi 86, Low 59/ Precip 0
Wednesday Vignettes are hosted by Anna at Flutter & Hum. All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.