20 March 2021

First Day of Spring?

 Technically, that was yesterday at this latitude. We went over 12 hours of daylight on the 19th, but it's today for those of you in the sunny south. (Pretty much everything is south of us, like British Columbia, etc.)

We've had subzero mornings this week, although it was 3° above this morning. Older Daughter just had to dig a hole down to the top of our 24"-deep firepit, to burn some cardboard.


Let's just say that "Spring" is going to be a bit longer in coming. Break-up, as it's called up here, is the ugliest season of the year ... if you're in a city. Lots of potholes, large lakes of black water comprised of snow-melt brine, cinders and gravel, and other miscellaneous road debris. The roads are a mess, and intersections, where they've been "cleared", appear to have been done so by a Zamboni. Don't even think about trying to stop, unless you begin that process a half-block in advance.

Various intersections and parking lots will have standing blackwater for up to several weeks, depending on how high the surrounding snow piles are. 

So, for now, we're okay with 30" of snow on the ground. Snow beats mud, bare dirt, and dead grass, every time.

8 comments:

Old NFO said...

The mesquite hasn't bloomed so it's NOT officially spring in Texas yet... And Amarillo had 5 inches of snow on Monday this week...

Rev. Paul said...

Interesting trends, eh?

Toirdhealbheach Beucail said...

I never believe the calendar. Spring comes early or late every year. It only us that puts a date on it.

Rev. Paul said...

Great point, my friend. The date only marks the average day of the equinox. Doesn’t mean anything to the weather.

LindaG said...

It was 60 and breezy here yesterday. We went to the flea market. :)

Rev. Paul said...

That sounds nice, Linda. If we stay close to seasonal norms, we'll see temps of 60° by June.

ProudHillbilly said...

I always declare that Spring has arrived on March 1. Then get pissed when March doesn't cooperate.

Rev. Paul said...

PH, I can see why you'd be miffed ... even irked ... about March 1st. It's usually closer to when the final musher slides across the Iditarod finish line in Nome. Give or take.