I knew I was taking a chance when I wrote in last Sunday’s Herald column about what a beautiful spring we were having and how far ahead we were planting our garden. Writing about the weather was a calculated risk because around here it can change in an instant and be as nasty as it was nice.
Precipitation was in the forecast when I wrote the columm, but I figured that wouldn’t change anything I had written because the topsoil was getting dry and a gentle soaking rain would be a welcome addition to the lovely spring. However, it’s been raining nearly a week now and we have plenty of moisture.
Meanwhile, the temperatures have dropped and nothing but the grass seems to be growing much. Few of the garden seeds we planted have sprouted )which may be a good thing because a frost is in the forecast). I wish the grass wasn’t growing, either, because it is too wet to mow and our yard is starting to look similar to the horses’ pasture.
Maybe I should write my next column about how tired I am of the rainy, chilly weather and that would ensure that it clears up and gets warm again.