Today is Sunday May 30th.
We woke up this morning to more snow on the ground. It rained the entire day yesterday and in the evening last night I said to Cody, "If it gets two degrees colder this will turn into snow." What's funny is that each week we buy our local newspaper called the Whitecourt Star. We don't have our TV hooked up so we rely on this paper each week to keep us informed. Last weeks front page article was titled "Winters Last Blast" and there was a picture of the snow that had fallen from May long weekend. I wonder how those journalists are feeling about that article this morning as Mother Nature decided for herself, that it would in fact not be the "Last Blast" and the snow will continue to fall. Do you think they would consider running the same article this week? Or maybe this weeks title will be "Whoops, never mind, more snow after all." My advice to our dear local paper would be; Never write about the weather in a definitive way, only mother nature knows what's next and even she seems confused sometimes.
In all the journals I've kept over the years I have always tried to document what the weather is doing. I like to be able to go back on the previous years and see when the first snowfall was or when the first cold blast hit. I remember this week clearly because we are in the week leading up to Levi's birthday (June 5th). I am filled with reminicences of 2 years ago when I was pregnant (due June 17th) and anticipating the birth situation. That year 2008 we had a lot of rain around this time too. I was carrying quite the large belly by this time and I remember being out in the garden with a garbage bag over me planting my seeds in the pouring rain. I had gum boots on, but the soil was so wet it turned into what looked and felt like mud. When I stepped, my boots would get so stuck I had a hard time getting them out to make another step. Sure enough at one point my one boot was completely stuck and I lost my balance and into the mud I fell, pregnant belly, bucket of seeds, garbage bag and all. My boot came right off and I had to step in the mud in my barefoot. All summer long you could still make out where my steps had been by the large holes they left in the mud after it had dried.
This time of the year for me is very weather dependent. It's time to plant the garden but the weather has to be warmer and the danger of freeze has to be over. I've checked every weather resource out there in search of answers to the big question for this time of year, "Will we get frost tonight?" My gut still says yes and that's what I follow most of the time. My husband also says yes and he seems to always be right (ugh). The Whitecourt Star says no, but I already explained that their credibility flew out the window this past week. So all we can do is leave it up to the Mother.
Stay focused Mother Nature!!!! It is spring you know :)
