Colorado weather can be very different than most places. We never know what is coming over the mountains or which way it is going to flow. I have built up a pretty good sense of when to plant our starts and when to put in seeds, but not this year. It’s been a mess in more ways than one.
I am used to wet Marches, wild weather ups-and-downs in April, and then “get-it-in” Mays. This year has been snow, winds, wet and wet, and WET. I swear I am back in Wisconsin, and I didn’t know I was planning on a move?
Yes, Colorado does get green in the spring, but it is usually the fields, gardens, and lawns that get irrigation that the green appears. This year I am hard-pressed to find a non-green spot. We are supposed to be a higher altitude, arid, and much drier area – WHAT HAPPENED? I blame it on climate change since that has been messing up tons of places over the last several years. It’s either that or Mother Nature is really pissed off at us now. Even our poor crop farmers have had a hell of a time just trying to plant their typical fields. Everything is mud! FYI, tractors and mud do NOT mix.
Since our greenhouse lost its cover from the tornado, the plots have been susceptible to the weather, and right now, it’s a forest. We even have a ground cover base under all our plots, but the grasses and weeds have gotten too much rain support to slow down. Now the wonderful world of weather is telling us to expect close to 90degrees this Saturday. SATURDAY? With 80s in between. Great. Put some majorly intense sun and heat onto those already crazy weeds and grasses, and it will be time to dig out mazes to find the plots.
Oh, and part of my job during all this moisture was to figure out where all the leaks are in our buildings, then try to plug them – hahaha. It was easy to see where it was leaking, but not so easy to find a dry day to get out (or on top) and fix them. Now that we will have drier weather, I have become a hurry up and get it done Lady. Sure. Two fake knees, 1-1/2 fake shoulders, one fake foot, ½ an index finger, and osteoarthritis up the wazoo – YOU GO GIRL! Not! If anyone tries to tell me that my joints don’t feel the changes in the weather, I will pop them in the nose.
This old body got used to the dry, arid, comfortability of our beautiful Colorado. Now every step I take and every move I make has a corresponding snap, crackle, or pop to it. Oh, and let’s not discuss the getting down and trying to get back up again situation (yes, my dear friends who have seen me do this in action, you may laugh hysterically now), shall we.
So Wisconsin, you can have your floody spring back. I want my dryer Colorado and I am not willing to compromise!
I am leaving you in this post with a perfect picture that my cousin sent me. It totally sums up this spring for me:
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