(The satellite modem is working this morning. I don’t know why, but assume it’s planning to make me look bad in front of the service guy. “Who, me? I’ve been working all along! He just doesn’t know how to use me.”)
It’s 29 degrees Fahrenheit at six in the morning. It’s not even October and I’m airing out my snuggies. This is the frickin’ southwest high desert, and we’re getting Michigan weather.
Seriously, I am severely displeased and may write a strongly-worded letter to the management. We went from June (hot as hell) into July through September (20 inches of frickin’ rain) and now at the brink of October it’s winter, boom boom boom, like somebody’s throwing big celestial switches.
My neighbors are starting to speak of the coming winter in rather hushed tones, is all I’m saying.
It’s all that global warming, I tell you! sigh… Gore IS a fraud. You can’t sue a duck for being a duck.
First snow flakes yesterday. First frost this morning and I probably won’t be able to open my windows again until April… near the end of it. We’re staring in the face of about seven months of winter weather – at least two or three months longer than usual. I have to hurry and find someone to come out and clean the stove pipe, wishing I hadn’t let that drag out this summer.
Woke up this morning to 25 degrees. The blankets on the tomato plants didn’t save them and now I have a ton of green tomatoes to deal with. Like ML, cleaning the woodstove and chimney have moved way up the priority list. At least it didn’t blizzard.
The Farmer’s Almanac and other long term reference sources — i.e., not computer generated models, but real analysis of weather patterns, etc. — are calling for a long and bitterly cold winter.
Long and bitterly cold is ok in my little corner of the southwest desert. I do want rain and snow to go with it we need the long term moisture. Temps here are still hanging in the low 80s and low 60s.
My tomatoes are also extremely unhappy, starting night before last. I saved all the ripe ones that survived by hiding under the foliage, but the outside bits are history. And Algore can kiss my ass. The planet’s been warming and cooling in cycles since forever, even back before he invented the internet.
Yup, I cleaned my stovepipe two days ago. Time to get ready for old man winter, damn him.
It’s probably my fault. I’m up to my elbows in grasshoppers – have been already for a couple months. I’ve been hoping for a relatively early freeze (mid October) to give them the Big Sleep.
Down here in the Banana Belt it got down to 47f – getting prepared to wheel the tomatoes and peppers into the open room off the courtyard and drop the plastic barrier across it. With halogens and the occasional bit of propane to keep the cold at bay the fruit will be slowly ripening through the winter. The rolling lettuce planters are snug with their frost blankets set to deploy and the woodpile is sufficient.
Let ‘er rip!
After all the wet weather you had, I’d wager there is water in a connection or wire somewhere shorting the signal out.