Anchor Struck

So we’re in the final week of meteorological winter and I’m counting the hours. At midnight tonight we will be 93.4% done. It’s really looking like a seasonal shift here. We’ve had a lot of rain the last few days, with lots more predicted. We’re pushing ten degrees C. (50 F.) and almost all the snow is gone. It melted so fast yesterday that it looked like a time-lapse photo every time I let the dogs out to pee and bark at interlopers real and imagined.

PondNear, the one by the house, has nearly thawed, so I’ll assume the same for PondFar. The creek that supplies our micro-hydro and domestic water is roaring, augmented by the snowmelt. Ideas for outdoor projects solidify as we sit by the woodstove and/or TV.

I can’t help but wonder what warmer weather will bring to the U.S. Trump will continue his heinous course because he has no reverse gear. J.B., a friend of mine from my many years in Pittsburg, Kansas, told me that the city recently had a protest against immigration policies. Granted, the city of 20,000+ has a university, but Kansas voted 57% for Aging Orange. One counter-protester, oddly, was dragging an American flag behind his motorcycle.