It must really be easy to be a weatherman these days in our lowcountry area…”Chance of rain, wind, forties, fifties…almost making sixty…before bellowing dark clouds move back in and then more rain….to be repeated tomorrow.
“And you have yourself a good day…okay?”
I have been to Portland during the summer once and really liked it…but have never been to Seattle. And that’s okay because I think Seattle came to visit us and stay. Rain, wind, pop-up showers, peek of sun followed by clouds, wind, and more rain. (To be continued tomorrow)
*Remember the cute little children’s states story in which all the states decided to trade places with another state…only to realize that they were miserable and uncomfortable with certain states like Nebraska poking them in the back. In the end they all returned back home to their original spot… and vowed never to leave again.
This unusual January in the lowcountry has played havoc with the local economy here and especially in the Myrtle Beach area. After three or four days of constant rain…apparently many tourists have decided they could have this cold dreary weather experience at home for free…so they packed up and left.
Especially disappointed golfers with their “special” winter package golf deals. No deal is good if you are playing in cold, blustery wet, wintry conditions…normally January in the lowcountry has its fair share of blue skies, occasional sixties and seventies temperature….just not this January.
And as much as we don’t like to admit it….the weather does play havoc on us physically and psychologically. I know my congestion/cold/cough wouldn’t have felt so detrimental if I could have gone out on the deck each afternoon and gotten the benefits of a warm winter sun beaming down. Instead I was wrapped up with blankets , even electric ones and the house still felt damp and cold inside.
I am happy to announce after 24 hours of antibiotics…for the first time…my cough is starting to quiet down to a manageable level ! I still sound like a dog barking but no longer a pitiful howling sound like a basset hound. Thank you Dr. Montoya!
I am also keeping mac and cheese, pasta, plain breads down….trying to coat my stomach before I take all my pills…haven’t had a bad stomach issue in four days!
We are almost ready to tell our fickle January good-bye…not exactly as we hoped 2020 would start but still February is knocking on the door…and bulbs will soon be shaking out of their hibernation in exchange for amazing beautiful blooms.
First bulbs out! Mini-Tiny Daffodils!
“Spring calls us back to nature, fills our sails with warmer winds, soothes our weary bones, and lifts our spirits. Spring is full of psychic potential because it satisfies the four basic motives that underlie hope. Perhaps this is what prompted Bern Williams to offer one of most succinct reflections on hope and spring: “The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created spring.”
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh