Just Another Overcast Winter Morning Coffee Muses, But Cool.
North winds have brought a semblance of winter to my back porch. It’s cool for a change… a welcome change. The sun’s warmth is hiding above steel gray skies. Even the sound of the wind in the pines is cooler. The warmth of the coffee runs away from the mug, faster than I can drink it.
The neighborhood crows finally discovered the stale bread offering I left for them. They’re usually more observant in coming for dinner. The birds today are mostly quiet. Coming and going without much sound.
Far in the distance the rumble of steel on steel of train wheels fights with the sounds of the quickening winds. I think the winds are winning.
And my mug is both empty and cold…
An almost perfect Tuesday morning Coffee Muses, just warm.
Today is almost a repeat of yesterday morning, just warmer. I need to move one of my temperature sensors. The one in the backyard hangs in the kumquat tree. Until recently, it was shaded… big freeze… not so much shade. About the only shade left is the cedars. I guess they win by default.
Today’s sky has a few wisps of white floating about. Must mean a change is on the way… Yes, one more of these crazy warm days. A little rain in the forecast for tomorrow afternoon then north winds for a while. The prognosticators are calling for sunny days with highs in the 60’s right into next week.
It’s time to go check on Rocky the robot vacuum, he tends to get himself into tight spots more as he gets older and needs help getting out…
A Bright and Sunny Winter’s Sunday Coffee Muses.
After thunder and lightning with a bit of rain overnight, this morning is what I think a perfect winter’s day should be. It’s cool enough that with the breeze, a balance is reached with the sun streaming down and the warmth is just right. But… only with the breeze.
If you look at the full sized version of the image above, on the far right you will see my kumquat tree. The freeze a couple of weekends ago took away most of the leaves and left the giant fruit. All I have to say is, they ain’t my grandpa’s kumquats… I remember well those little bite sized orange fruits. These naval orange sized things are bitter/sour in the extreme. Some of my family like ’em some can’t stand ’em. But the smell is exactly like I remember.
I was much heartened by the show of resistance yesterday. While I know in my heart nothing we do will change our new President’s will, I can only hope that the will of the people will cause the Republican office holders to pause and think about their future before they run willie-nillie towards the cliff Donald Trump is leading them towards. Their fight to turn back the clock 100 years or so will not bring the results they long for. I am extremely proud of my family and friends who participated in the Women’s Matches held around the world… I am proud to say “I stand with them”. And to all the bullies of the world I say, “I have their backs, each and every one, no matter where, no matter when!” We The People will not tolerate hate.
Have a peaceful and blessed day of disrespect towards our new government.
Cool and Wet Morning Coffee Muses.
There’s a light rain falling. Water babbling in the downspouts. For the first day in a while the temperature is in the 60 degree neighborhood. I can’t remember when morning started below 70.
The birds are relatively quiet today as they flutter about looking for a protected place to wait out the rain. Speaking of rain, yesterday’s was probably the strangest I’ve seen in a while. My wife drove in to work in Houston and ended up having to drive through flooding streets. All morning long Houston fought another round of widespread flooding. And across the southeastern side of the city no rain fell. We didn’t get any rain at all until after 2 p.m.
On a side note, I want to thank President Barack Obama, on this his last full day in office, for his service to his country. I assure you, Mr President, your absence will not go unnoticed. The entire world will look back on your times in office with a different set of eyes shortly. Principles matter. Thank you for using yours to lead us for the past eight years. You will be missed.
Afternoon Coffee Muses
After the rains, the sun has played hide and seek in the clouds. But it’s still cool enough to not need the ceiling fans…
Another Muggy Morning Coffee Muses.
Clouds rushing north. As if to a winters party. A party I didn’t get an invitation to. Snow and ice, it’s a Game of Thrones themed party. Winter is coming… so they tell me.
It feels and sounds like spring here, though. Birds singing all around. Cool breeze blowing. Temperature is in the seventies once again. If I close my eyes, I could be sitting on the porch of a cabin in my favorite mountains on any summer’s day. But, it’s only in my mind that I can see the Blue Ridges fade into the distance.
There, you can see it too…