Global warming?
Woke up twice this morning: first at 0415 to the Dawn Chorus running a bit late b/c of the heavy cloud cover which by 0430 had given over to heavy Wet Coast rain in the Interior: the best kind b/c we (unless one has a cherry orchard in which case, I apologize for what I am about to say) need it. Ground is dry, dry, dry and the scary season (three boxes of essential papers by the backdoor for the next three months "just-in-case") is about to begin.
I love the sound of rain on the skylight in the bathroom and on the plastic bags on the deck left from the vigourous planting accomplished by RealDaughter and DaughterOnLoan. I love this sound b/c I had cleaned out a major gutter two days ago and the skylight no longer leaks and I have the privilege of listening to it from the protection of a house. I love this sound b/c it sounds like rain on the 10 x 14 cabin at Gabriola that we built in summer weekends in 1976 holding up salvaged windows to figure out what we wanted to look at and then measuring from the floor and a corner and building the walls.
Himself was not too fussy about my measuring technique: Me: "it's 2' 5 and 3/4" and a bit" Him: "'a bit'? How much is a bit???" but we finished in the season and it has been "the cabin" ever since. The "sleeping house" (8 x 12, if you want to know b/c it's easier on the plywood when one is cutting everything by hand) was started when the children got too big for the tented utility trailer but there wasn't the same urgency and there was more time then - whole weeks instead of snatched weekends - so it is still not finished. It's sleepable - the roof is on but the windows aren't in so one gets the sound of rain intimately.
The second time I woke up was at 0930.
The rain had stopped, the clouds had lifted somewhat and, across the lake, there was SNOW on the hills.
??????????????
At least we aren't shovelling down here.
Yet.
Still breathing...
I love the sound of rain on the skylight in the bathroom and on the plastic bags on the deck left from the vigourous planting accomplished by RealDaughter and DaughterOnLoan. I love this sound b/c I had cleaned out a major gutter two days ago and the skylight no longer leaks and I have the privilege of listening to it from the protection of a house. I love this sound b/c it sounds like rain on the 10 x 14 cabin at Gabriola that we built in summer weekends in 1976 holding up salvaged windows to figure out what we wanted to look at and then measuring from the floor and a corner and building the walls.
Himself was not too fussy about my measuring technique: Me: "it's 2' 5 and 3/4" and a bit" Him: "'a bit'? How much is a bit???" but we finished in the season and it has been "the cabin" ever since. The "sleeping house" (8 x 12, if you want to know b/c it's easier on the plywood when one is cutting everything by hand) was started when the children got too big for the tented utility trailer but there wasn't the same urgency and there was more time then - whole weeks instead of snatched weekends - so it is still not finished. It's sleepable - the roof is on but the windows aren't in so one gets the sound of rain intimately.
The second time I woke up was at 0930.
The rain had stopped, the clouds had lifted somewhat and, across the lake, there was SNOW on the hills.
??????????????
At least we aren't shovelling down here.
Yet.
Still breathing...
posted by Another Joan at 11:00 a.m.
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