ProfessorRoush apologizes, my gardening friends, for my long absence from the blog. I simply haven't had anything particularly interesting to say or show for a quite some time. Oh, sure, there have been the usual spectacular sunrises such as that illustrated below, first looking West on the morning of December 12th; I've just been saving them until I had something to say.
A harbringer of the snow soon to come, eh? And a little turn northward, a pink reflection of the sun to the east tinting the grass below sky.
And then looking East the same morning as I went around the "S" curve and crested the hill leading me to work, an orange horizon ahead:
And then two days later, a similar sunrise, a repeat of the joyous awakening of a Kansas day:
But, Alas!, I cry, for the more recent days have looked like this: my back garden two days ago. Where you can see grass sticking up, the snow is about 5 inches deep, but that drift on the patio in the foreground is closer to 3 feet high. That's NOT melting anytime soon!
On a less "fisheye" view, with normal perspective, we can all feel sorry for the roses in the foreground. To the right of the white "post" below (a dead spruce stump that I painted as a stand for a bird feeder), they are in order from left to right, 'Rugelda', 'Madame Hardy', an immature 'John Davis', and 'David Thompson', all fresh from a low of -14ºF that night, with now several nights of that repeated. The forecast shows another night reaching -9º and then some more "moderate" temps through the weekend before a night down to -7ºF on Saturday next. I think I'm about to see how winter hardy those Canadians and Rugosa roses really are.
Anyway, if you wonder about the whereabouts of ProfessorRoush, I'm either sobbing intermittently about the plight of my poor roses, shoveling through the 2.5 foot drift that keeps reforming on the front walkway, or, just maybe, marveling in the knowledge that in about a month, it'll be 50ºF and sunny outside some Saturday in February and I'll be clearing garden beds for another year and finding the daffodils pushing up.
Hopefully.....
