No real winter yet (except for that cold 10 days in December), and now everything has decided to spring early. It's astonishing to drive around and see the fruit trees springing forth with blossoms. There are azaleas and rhodos making early presentations; daffodils abound everywhere that there is sun to encourage them to open. Many of my raspberry bushes are leafed out; the currants and Indian plum are almost past blooming, and the crocuses have finished in my yard. People are starting to put in gardens, or at least do the preparatory part, the part that usually starts in April.
And there's still time for a sudden frost. I'm a little overly concerned about things suddenly going bad at the moment, but it doesn't help to have the
Associated Press trumpet Chile's earthquake as a model for Vancouver/Portland/Seattle/Point Roberts (well, OK, they didn't mention Point Roberts, but it's obviously part of that triangle) and
their coming giant earthquake. So far, though, I haven't seen a news story headlined,
Vancouver's Olympic Snow Could Still Arrive from the Skies. I'll check the papers more carefully tomorrow, though.
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