Thursday, August 27, 2009

Consolation prize

It seems like it was just a few weeks ago that we packed up the down comforter with the flannel sheets. But out it came again last night as we closed the windows to keep out the near frosty night air. And it's frost for real tonight for some of you who live up in the nose-bleed seats of the Adirondacks. So cover up the tomatoes, if late blight has left you any.

Last I checked, it was still August. The summer has been a shambles--chilly, wet, ungenerous with sunshine. And as always, way too short. I'd file a grievance if I could identify the guilty party. If insanity is trying the same thing over and over, but expecting different results, what does that say of our expectations of the weather? This is cruel country for an optimist. But it's also too dismal too often to always have a grump on about it. We are left to the consolation of palliative measures--chocolate for instance. Hot chocolate. Hmmmm.

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3 Comments:

At August 27, 2009 4:47 PM, Anonymous Mike Erickson said...

I've lived many different places around the world, experienced a real variety of climates. The frequency and extremes of the seasonal change here are a very real part of what make this area *special* (No jokes here about Special Ed., etc!) I wouldn't trade this for a more moderate climate for anything.
Now, I'd better get a move on to get the rest of my firewood in!

 
At August 27, 2009 4:59 PM, Blogger Pete Klein said...

One of the main reasons I choose to live here is for the long winters and short summers.
I hate anything above 65 degrees!
About the only reason I picked here over Alaska or northern Canada is the long summer days and long summer nights they have in the far north.

 
At August 29, 2009 7:55 AM, Blogger Evesdropper said...

We may not have a lot of sunshine, but we are making up for it in natural features such as lakes, mountains, rivers and fall foliage. Add the new north country vineyards and a little nip of wine to kill the chill, or an Adirondack craft-brewed beer, and this is a magical place full of enough friends and festivities to beat to most treacherous winter storm. But Mike is right, stock up on the firewood.

 

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