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| Saturday, 19-Jun-2004 00:00 |
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Saben comes home
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In the slip in Seward
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Underway in Resurrection Bay
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Cain's Head, Resurrection Bay
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Out in the Gulf
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Steve and Ray went over to Seward to pick up the boat and bring her around. They left early in the morning (can't say dawn, because of course it was so close to the solstice that the sky stayed light all night) and were here by mid-afternoon. The trip was across the top of the Gulf of Alaska, so off the port side was the entire Pacific Ocean. The weather was great, though, and the only rough part was a wind-against-tide coming through Chugach Passage, just before making the turn up into Cook Inlet.
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| Saturday, 8-May-2004 00:00 |
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Plants in the gardens
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Lady's mantle
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Fern
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Columbine
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I finished the upper yard and had enough time to rake the path through the woods. There were so many downed branches and spruce cones underfoot that it was like having roller skates on, trying to get through to the street. It's ever so much tidier now that I'm done, and it makes me think that if the weather holds, I'd like to rake the rest of the woods as well. Right now, the winter's blowdown is so heavy that half the ferns aren't likely to come up.
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| Friday, 7-May-2004 00:00 |
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More raking, and fog
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It was a warm, sunny day, and I got a lot of raking done. Half of the south yard is raked, now, all the way to the top of the bank above the street.
At the change of tide, cold water slid in under the warm air and a thick, white fog roiled up the bay.
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| Wednesday, 5-May-2004 00:00 |
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Growing things, growing
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I'm not the only one getting started
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I don't know what this little white flower is
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Columbines, shooting star, and, uh, stuff
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I cleared out the flower beds today. The work I did last fall, mucking out spent foliage and stuff, made it a lot easier than last year. The late frost after the snow went off killed off most of the violas at the top of the bed (I just can't seem to weather things over at that end of the bed), but elsewhere survival rates look encouraging.
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| Monday, 3-May-2004 00:00 |
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The raking begins
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There was a nice avalanche on the mountain across the bay. The lake continues to thaw and has a dark, mottled look like a space probe photo of some distant moon. I started raking today, and so far only have one (*sigh*) blister.
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| Saturday, 1-May-2004 00:00 |
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Spring
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This is going to be mostly gardening for awhile, since with the thaw, the frenzy is on. And, you know, notes for next year.
The lake started breaking up today.
Yes, the gardens are mulched with exactly what it looks like. Great stuff, and free. And the horse only lives at the bottom of the hill.
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| Thursday, 18-Mar-2004 00:00 |
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Equinoctial gale
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It always blows a hooley around the equinoxes, although I fail to understand what about the sun going past in the sky sets that amount of uproar loose. We got two cold days of howlers here this year. Across the bay, the wind was whipping the snow up and over the ridges to fall and swirl like wraiths in the bowl and off down across the slopes and gullies. As evening fell, the snow was dark against the sky. The following morning, the flat light picked out the patterns and contours the previous day's gale had carved.
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| Wednesday, 17-Mar-2004 00:00 |
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Cold but sunny day at the harbor
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Sunny days are starting to draw folks down to the harbor despite the cold. There's always something to do around boats, especially after a long winter of inactivity. It was calm inside the breakwaters, but out in the bay a roll was coming down the Inlet and making departing fishermen work a bit even to clear the ferry dock.
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| Monday, 15-Mar-2004 00:00 |
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Aging snow
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The snow is getting old and eroded. The wind has sculpted it, the sun has melted it wherever anything is that holds the warmth. Freeze, thaw, snow, melt. It's not spring yet, but winter is looking shabbier.
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| Saturday, 14-Feb-2004 00:00 |
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Thawing
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This is not spring. It's the middle of February and any gardener in town can tell you that the frost will not be out of the ground till mid-May. A week of slashing tropical gales has, however, melted off most of our snow and sent it streaming towards still-frozen storm drains. Everyone is out chipping ice, trying to find a way to drain the flow away from buildings. The nights are still crisp enough to skim the puddles with ice, and it poured rain on me out of a blue and sunny sky. I repeat: this is not spring. It sure is messed-up weather, though.
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