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Memorial Day is the traditional “start” of the summer season. Often celebrated by BBQs, picnics and trips to the beach if you live close enough to a beach. The town pool was definitely enjoying its opening weekend. When we moved to Vermont, Memorial Day didn’t have the same “start” of summer feel to it. Perhaps it was because things weren’t as warm here at the end of May. The pools don’t open, but the parks do.
This weekend, as I type this it is 41 degrees — hardly summer type weather. The forecast is calling for a high of 48 tomorrow, again not summer weather and then snow tomorrow night. Yes, you read that correctly, SNOW. The forecast for the higher elevations (where we are located) has vacillated between 2 inches, 5 inches and now it’s one inch. In any event, snow just don’t scream “summer”. For those who like skiing or snowboarding however, it might be excellent news, since Killington is still open for such activities.
I’ll keep you posted. 🙂
This weekend started very early in the morning with a 2:15 alarm going off to rustle a child off for breakfast and then a trip to whale watch with his biology class. Company arrived and then a couple beautiful days of gardening, company and enjoying the weather. We enjoyed a nice dinner at our friends’ home with some great conversation.
The cousins and friends hanging around waiting for the start of the parade.
Our good friend, Tom French was the Grand Marshall of the parade. Tom received a Purple Heart for his military service.
We enjoyed the Memorial Day parade in town this morning, followed by more gardening.
It was inspiring to see a large part of the town and a lot of familiar faces all at the cemetery for the most important part of the whole day — remembering those who gave so much for all of us.
The day ended with a nice relaxing hour or so on our porch with a book, a breeze and my favorite guy.
Typing this as the sun sets. Despite my lack of a voice for most of the weekend, it was good. Feeling very satisfied.
Spring break is behind us – Memorial Day is in front of us – May is just around the corner as I write this. For those of you who don’t live in the Great White North, seedlings and flowers, vegetables, the beach and barbeques come to mind while you dream. For those of us that do, there is a widespread frost alert for tonight, which means that anything that is already growing, might not be tomorrow morning. It also means that when you look around at the mountains (and trust me we have plenty of them) there is snow in them there hills. I am not referring to the mountains that house the ski resorts, the trails on those in many areas still carry strips of white among the green that is rapidly blossoming to life. Rather, the entire higher elevations are coated in white, frosted if you will and they look delicious.
We returned from our trip to New Jersey on Friday evening and awoke to snowflakes the size of softballs falling from the sky Saturday morning. Most of Saturday there was more snow than rain falling from the sky.
For those of you who are skeptical, I post bearing photos. I wish that I would have taken them this morning, but as of late afternoon, they are still quite white. For those of you who doubt and think I photoshopped (FYI I don’t even own it) or swapped out a real winter picture – note the budding trees in the foreground.
No one in these parts really considers Memorial Day the beginning of summer, by then it still really won’t seem like summer as it will in places south of here. No one will be running to the beach unless of course they are part of the Polar Bear Club. The water will still be quite chilly. Pools and the lakes around here don’t really open for business until late June. Our last frost date is early June. Summer is short, but it is sweet.
before I leave – in the event that I don’t return – or worse in the eyes of some – that I have computer problems and cannot log in – the horror of it. I am typing this at 3:57 a.m. as I wait for our friend who is driving us to Albany to the airport. We are off on an adventure to Iowa – me with about 4 hours of sleep and not all that good if I do say so myself.
It is 30 degrees right now and we had to cover EVERYTHING last night because we had a freeze alert. A freeze, the day after Memorial Day, can you imagine that?! We really do live in the frozen North.
Lots was done and Tom did keep me busy to not obsess with everything until I got inside. Think we remembered everything. Hope so, too late now. Hopefully I will be posting from the road.