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May. 29th, 2009 @ 10:35 am
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As I was lying in bed last night, unable to sleep because it was so hot, I counted the days and realized that only eight days ago was the last frost. Dear Oregon weather: please take your lithium. Thank you.
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Let me state right up front that I don't care what you midwesterners have to say about it - I feel no guilt for being excited and joyful about it snowing and being all winter-like here. Y'all are just jealous that we (that is, West Coasters) aren't all jaded and hateful of snow and cold.
Make fun of our inability to drive in it all you'd like, however.
Campus was especially pretty today, but DAMN was it cold. The type of dry, hard cold we rarely get. There was a little slush on the roads (sitting on top of a layer of ice) by late afternoon, but mostly it was like this, with any slight meltage evaporating quickly:
Squirrels were not entirely please with this state of affairs.
Puppies are unsure.
Oh, wait. You can play fetch in this stuff? Alright then.
Whee!
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On my to-do list for today:
- Mow the lawn
- Transplant the cilantro and basil
- finish getting the beds ready for spring planting
...because, you know, it's going to be April in a few days and it's time to do spring things.
But I can't. Because it's freaking snowing.
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Woke up to this Monday morning:
Wow. I made a snowman. In Corvallis. In November. And it snowed more today! Whoo hoo!
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Remind me again what time of year it is?
I can't remember the last time it snowed this close to my birthday.
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Especially in the Willamette valley.
I know it says 'boat dock', but that sign is usually a good 150 yards from the water. It was interesting watching people kayaking over some soccer fields. I do, however, have a tip for you future flood-kayakers/canoers: don't let the bare skin touch the water, huh? Flood waters contain all sorts of nasty stuff that rivers normally don't. (When they were launching their little craft, the girl waded in wearing shorts and tennis shoes, and there was a tipped-over port-o-poty in the water like 100 yards away).
Anyway, as you might have guessed, Tom and I drove around Sunday and Monday looking at flooded areas. Avery Park was especially fun, the Mary's river was up probably 10 or 15 feet. For more photos, go here. I need to remember to go back sometime and take pictures of the river at 'normal' level for some before-and-after shot goodness.
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Dec. 21st, 2005 @ 03:17 pm
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Caitlin, Tom and I went up to Washington to visit relatives last weekend. Weather was beautiful, and there was much ferry-riding goodness n the San Juan Islands; caught a glimpse of the wonderous, mythical land of Canada, visited places I hadn't been in years, and Aunt Anne and Caitlin made a cheesecake. In other words, Good Times.
As a sort of "Welcome back!" from our home state, however, about a half hour before we were going to leave my Aunt's house, Mom calls and says there's all kinds of ice and snow coming down in Portland and Philomath.
After another half hour of hemming and hawing and "should-we-stay-another-night-ing" and watching the weather channel tell us about I-5 closures, high winds and stalled semis, it's decided we'll drive until it looks dangerous, then pull over if we need to. Meanwhile, outside my aunt and uncle's hourse, the sun shone down happily unobstructed by a single cloud.
The first hour of driving the weather continued to be beautiful. South of Seattle, however, we see this lovely line of dark clouds directly in our path:
We all look at each other and are like, “yup, that’s Oregon over there.”
The rain started as the sun went down, and turned to sleet before dusk was officially over. There were some tricky spots in Centralia, but by the time we got to Portland, the storm was over and the roads had been salted and/or cleared. So it turned out to not be as exciting as everyone thought, and we got to Corvallis only about four hours later then we had planned.
On a different note, you may have noticed that I now have a Flickr account. It occured to me about a month ago that my OSU server space will expire in approx. 6 months. This sucks quite a bit, since I have so many photos up there, and now I either get to delete them (trauma) or move them (time-consuming). On the bright side, so far I really like how Flickr is set up, (except for the fact that I exceeded my bandwidth the very first time I uploaded photos, but that was my fault).
Let's count. I have Flickr, livejournal, Paypal, Ebay accounts, not one but two accounts on deviantArt, three email addresses, and I regularly check nine blogs, four forums, and seven webcomics. And, god help me, I've started to play World of Warcraft, an online game that you have to pay for every month. Except when it comes to the general subject of equines, I've never felt more... obsessed. Consumed? Addicted?
(Please don't laugh at my puny excuse for internet obsessiveness; I know there are many, many people who're much, much worse than me. But I just spent three days with people who use their *dial-up* simply as a tool for email and their home business. It was just.. weird to me.)
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This was the view from my window on Tuesday afternoon. I bet all you Oregon people who are having to deal with the horrible sunny, dry, 70 degree weather are soooo jealous of me right now.
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Ok, so it's a little past Easter. The point is: Snow? Now??
I took this photo about three hours ago, and there've been two more flurries since then.
I mean, it hailed yesterday, but that melted within minutes. Today it really built up.
I love Wales.
In other news, more squirrel attacks have been reported. I didn't manage to photograph both of them, but there were TWO of the little buggers at my window. They couldn't see me, I think because of the reflection on the glass.
And I still say: I don't care how verminous and disease-ridden they are, if you don't find this cute, there is something wrong with you.
He could not figure out how to get in.
He pauses to think.
...and decides the best course of action would be to eat some paint. (Proving that, unlike with the author of this blog, cuteness and intelligence don't always go hand-in-hand).
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