Archive for November, 2010

Black Friday? Are you kidding?

November 26, 2010

Friday, November 26. Black Friday. No, we’re not shopping! We’re “hunkering’. With Rudy as our mentor.

Here he is yesterday after Thanksgiving dinner, resting his sated tummy, stuffed with the fruits of his finely-tuned begging skills, coupled with his uncanny ability to pluck food scraps out of thin air with acrobatic feat.

Yeah, well he’s back on his diet today, like the rest of us.

So, let’s see, where did I leave off with my last blog, uh, ten days ago, was it? Oh yeah, we had some serious raking to do.

Which, we did. We raked like mad devils on Friday, November 19, because a storm was moving in by Saturday.

And sure enough, Saturday, November 20, it started snowing. And kept snowing. David started shoveling. I snapped this picture out our front door Saturday afternoon.


It kept snowing, and snowing, And blowing.

By Tuesday, Nov. 23, the storm became known as the “Blizzard of 2010.”

I snapped a picture of our infamous plum tree from inside looking out through our front kitchen window.

And I, too, was out there shoveling and scooping snow to the scraping and whirring of neighbors’ shovels and snow blowers. Cash registers were ka-ching-ing all over town, as stores sold out of anything and everything related to snow.

Our driveway and walk is clear for the moment! We’ve cut a path out through our twelve inches of snow.

And I can hurry out to shop for food and supplies. Before the stores close down from the blizzard.

Back home again. The snow has stopped but the wind is relentless. I creep out of the house with Rudy to snap a picture of our front walk. Rudy is racing to get back into the house…

his ears blowing sideways. No, our roof isn’t caving from the snow. I just can’t keep my iphone steady to take a pic for all my shivering.

The wind ushers in a cold front that drops the temperatures by 25 degrees. Just in time for Thanksgiving.

We wake up Wednesday with temperatures hovering at ‘minus’ 12 degrees. It does creep up to a whopping ‘plus’ 8 on Wednesday and Thanksgiving. ‘Plus’ is the new bliss!

Idaho winter. I knew after that first snowfall that it would return with a vengeance. I just didn’t expect to be socked in and nearly froze to death by Thanksgiving.

I’m hunkering. Today, Black Friday, is good day to write a blog. I’m sitting at the breakfast table with my feet hanging over the heater vent. Here. I just snapped a pic from where I’m sitting of our back yard.

whitiest black friday

It’s one of the whitest Black Fridays on record. But, yeah. I might go shopping. Buy us a snowblower. That is, if there’s any left in this town after the blizzard.

Oh, and maybe some snowshoes and some kind of space suit or some other such outerwear suitable for winter in the tundra.

Fall’s Last Gorgeous Hurrah!

November 15, 2010

Fall was absolutely stunning this year. I tried to savor it – took a lot of photos with my iphone, mostly on our walks through Tautphaus Park.

Where some of the trees are a century old.

And giant Maples abound!

This year the colors were incredible.

I kept taking photos through late October, thinking, Oh, now, this is it! This is the peak! The snow is coming! Maybe next week! But sixty degree temps prevailed throughout October.

I snapped a photo of our plum tree out our kitchen window on Oct 23.


And our back yard on October 28.

Halloween is coming!

Our black cat, Tee-Box even posed for this picture.

On Friday, October 29, Megan was a witch by day

and ‘Lady Gaga’ for her party in the evening.

On Halloween I snapped another photo of our old plum tree out front through our kitchen window.

plum tree oct 31

It’s knarly looking, with half its leaves gone. There’s our vibrant Canadian Maple standing in contrast in the front yard.

The weather stayed nice. Really nice. David and I hiked Rainy Creek on Thursday, November 4th. It was 65 degrees, a near record high.

The sky was a crystalline cloudless blue.

Ah, but the weather was changing. We knew it. Storms were moving in, but we had one last weekend of warm weather to enjoy. On Sunday, Nov. 7, we enjoyed one more balmy walk through Tautphaus.

The trees were as stunning as ever.

stunning -2

On Sunday, Nov 7, I took what I knew was the last photo of the flowers blooming in our back yard.

The wind was already howling before we went to bed on Sunday night, Nov. 7. And the next morning we woke up to … uh … well, suffice it to say that as you entered about any hardware or dept store on Monday you were met straight away with a stack of shiny new snow shovels. Luckily we have a large snow scoop, which David is very adept with. He shoveled Monday evening, Nov. 8, and I stepped out the front door and captured a picture.

The light wet snow continued throughout the night and we woke up Tuesday to a winter wonderland, with scenes you’d find on Christmas Cards.

Snow was clinging to every accessible tree branch

and piled up an inch high on even the tiniest branches.

Here we are taking our down-right-invigorating walk at noon on Tuesday. A stark and bitter contrast to our walk in Tautphaus, just two days before!

Some trees seemed more jolted by the snow, and unprepared, than we were.

And unwilling to give up the orange. Although admittedly, that tree clinging to its orange glory faces some stiff competition for beauty next to it’s shimmering flocked neighbor.

And here’s our knarly old plum tree again – on Nov. 10.

Yeah, well, it’s the weekend again now – a week after those last balmy walks through Tautphaus. The trees in our yard are stark naked, the flowers all froze. Here’s a picture of our back yard.

Care to sit down?

Yeah, well, me neither. I took this photo of our deck furniture from inside the house. I suppose the snow has receded enough so as to run me out of excuses as to why I can’t rake.

Turning again to our front yard, here’s a picture of that stunning Canadian Maple.

Well, it was a stunning gold up to about three days ago, when the leaves dropped off en masse.

A stark naked May tree adorns the west side of our front lawn.

Okay, so we’ve got some serious raking to do.

Get out there, quick! Rake like maniacs!

Yeah, before Old Man Winter returns with a vengeance.