When a warmer front from the Hawaii-type area hits the Pacific NW in winter, it gets a funny name: The Pinapple Express.
It's not as great as it sounds.
The warmer weather means warmer rain, which melts the snow, which causes a LOT of water to be sent into already-full rivers.
But also, it's annoying. I mean, really. I just whipped out my winter gear, and you're going to suddenly make it in the 50s and low 60s during the day? Truly obnoxious, mother nature.
However, I do suspect that the warmer rain is great for my garlic, recently planted and in need of a good watering. Yes, I was too lazy to water it after planting, figuring "hey, this is Oregon and it's BOUND to rain in a day or two anyway." I was right.
So, we're left sludging. In warm water and mud.
Warmer weather also means smellier chicken. Stinkers. I am convinced there is no good way to handle chickens in the wintertime. Unless you're Martha Stewart and have a crew on hand to assist.
Anyway. I have a big thingie to put together for work, so I'm off to it. And I'll watch the warm rain fall outside.
Covering the Boxwood Allee with Burlap
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