Just Another Hot And Humid Spring Morning Coffee Muses
First thing first, Happy Birthday to my sister Sandy. I hope the day treats you to something nice… but, keep an eye on the weather…it’s looking a bit nasty to your west.
And speaking of the weather… ok summer, it’s not your time yet. When I get up in the morning and stumble into the bathroom the first thing I look toward is the outside temperature reading on the clock on the counter. And believe me, seeing it reads 78° at 7:30, I’m not looking forward to the day ahead… so stepping out on the back porch sauna after a shower just seems backwards.
And sitting here watching all of the moisture blowing north towards the storms in north Texas, I just can’t help but feel sorry for the folks living up there. If the rain holds off here, I may get the chance to ride the Deere today.
On the news yesterday I watched some poor Republican Congressman complaining about how everyone who interviewed him only wanted to ask about the White House and the President. No one it seems wants to hear his views on tax reform, healthcare, or any of the numerous conservative agenda items he wanted to talk about. All anybody wanted to talk about was Trump, the Russians, Comey and the Special Counsel… Poor baby. You know what my grandpa used to say… you gotta dance with the one brung to the party.
Enough of this mugginess… even the ceiling fans can’t keep the summer back… I’m headed inside where spring still prevails… later
Hot and Muggy Morning Coffee Muses
I was late getting out today. I had to run the grandkids to school, so it was almost the end of my normal muse hour before I stepped out onto the back porch. And all i can say about that is ouch… Hot and muggy almost isn’t strong enough. It was already above 80° on it’s way above 90°, or so the prognosticators are foretelling. Even the breeze and the ceiling fans couldn’t make the rocking chair comfortable. Needless to say I’m typing these words at my desk. It looks like summer is here.
I’ve been noticing the last few days that a few cattle egrets are hanging around the front porch. It seems they are attracted to the white plastic flamingo in the flower bed. I don’t think they understand a bird that never moves, but, they keep checking it out.
The forecasted lows for the next week are in the upper 70’s, followed by a couple of days of upper 60’s. Highs will hover around 90 each day, which means at my place at least they’ll pass ninety as often as not.
In other news I see the Justice Department has finally appointed a special counsel to look into everything Trump and Russia. And in an unexpected turn of events President Trump kept quiet and didn’t start a tweetstorm… Not! You know President Trump might have had a chance to run out his term and get some of the things done had he only maned up and acted Presidential,,, Oh that’s right… Donald Trump. Here’s hoping Robert Mueller is able to follow the money and everything else back to it’s source. Now, if only the great investigators in the House (who’ve had so much practice investigating Hillary) can just grow a pair, maybe they can get us a look at his tax returns… Maybe the tapes Trump was threatening Comey with might turn up too.
Check the countdown on the right and get ready to vote all these characters out…
Not Too Warm But Very Muggy Morning Coffee Muses
There’s a lite rain falling this morning. A nice breeze is keeping it from feeling too muggy and warm. If there is one thing I’ll remember about the past year’s weather, besides the heat, it’ll be the winds. Strong, steady, all encompassing wind. It may not be blowing all of the time, but when it’s blowing it seem to always be blowing.
I hear the frogs calling in the woods. They must be anticipating the coming of the rains. There must be a dozen chickadees flying around trying to work up the courage to land on the feeder. A couple are braver than the rest and ignore me for a chance at sunflower seeds. The cardinals and the blue jays pay me no mind. The hummingbirds and the bluebirds just ignore me no matter how close I am.
The bridge swallows are back doing their aerial ballet above the yard. One of my favorite signs of spring and summer. Back when my kids were younger we had a trampoline out here where the house now sits. Many evenings I would lay out under the open sky watching a dozen or more swallows dipping and twirling in there search for flying insects. I remember sitting out on the deck last summer in Estes Park and watching the same show there.
Just looked at the radar, we are just below a warm front and there’s a cold front up around Dallas. This should be an interesting weather day in the state of Texas. Hopefully, not as interesting as the weekend when a number of tornadoes roared across the northeastern part of the state. Looks like if I want to make an HEB run, I should probably do it early rather than later.
Coffee’s gone, breakfast calls. Catch you on the other side.
Another Rainy Cool Morning Coffee Muses
When I looked out the bathroom window this morning the concrete out front was wet but it wasn’t raining. By the time I got to the back porch the rain had begun to fall again. It has been falling now for half an hour and shows no sign of letting up. When I pulled up the weather radar I could see why. There’s a narrow band of rain that’s training up from the gulf, and we, it seems, are sitting right on the tracks.
Yesterday I saw my first migrant buntings. A couple, male and female couple, of indigo buntings found my backyard feeder. They spent a good deal of time eating as fast as they could. Maybe the cool front later in the week will cause a few more migrants to “fall out”.
Time to call it quits out here, it’s raining hard enough to be raising a mist that’s blowing onto the porch…