It’s the first time since leaving Boston that I joined my fellow Seattlites in hoarding and brow-bending worry over an incoming storm that the weathermen promised would bring snow, ice and certain homeboundness.
And then the storm grazed us and moved to the south, leaving a touch of snow a day later than expected and clear, cold days. Sure, the city was ice-bound, but only for the morning. I’ve added a heat pad for Pops (though he doesn’t appear to like it much) and Nana, the koi was brought in after becoming surrounded by two inches of ice.
I’ll be curious to see what happens when we finally thaw out sometime around Christmas. It looks like our cauliflower is finished and the sorrel will be ruined. I’m most curious about the hellabores which were getting ready to bloom and the gardenia on the porch.