Weather..Or Not
If you read any other Puget Sound bloggers, you are probably all “get over it” about our gvetching about the cold spring we’ve had. And you probably already know how things took some strange lurches over the last week. Last Saturday, we awoke to a sunny day on which the temperature climbed to almost 80F, and the warmth lingered into the night.
Mrs. Perils and I donned t-shirts and sandals(!) for a stroll down to Gasworks Park. There, we found legions of squinting Seattlites lolling languidly about the park and forgetting, momentarily, about pedestrians who have died of hypothermia waiting for walk lights at major arterials.
If you enlarge the photo on the lower right, you’ll notice an interesting piece of picnic technology that probably has nothing to do with grilling brats or burgers.
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Afterwards, we ambled down to Fremont for margaritas and dinner at El Camino.
We only got one day of this bliss - Sunday reverted to rain and mid-50ish temperatures And the week got steadily colder, culminating in this scene Friday evening - against a backdrop of cherry blossoms, hail pellets rain down on our humble “appurtenant structure” and cascade off the roof like packing peanuts.
The hail turned to snow and persisted for an hour or two. Of course, this hell broke loose just as I was beginning my run down to the gym for a workout that I desperately needed. Below left is our Japanese maple gamely trying to develop buds. On the right are the foolish “early adopter” flowers, which would have been better served waiting for Spring 2008, Service Pack 1.
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I was just about to suggest a home trade, wherein you and Mrs. Perils could enjoy the “Spring-like” weather of Dallas and my favorite wife and I could enjoy Seattle, but your post quashed that! What are those odd yellow balls the guy is twirling in the video?
Those flowers in the last shot look like they’re inspecting their circumstances and saying “WTF?”
I haven’t even begun to kvetch! Just wait. After a weekend like this, I’ve got enough fodder to kvetch for a week.
Our dog wouldn’t go off the deck to go pee in the yard with all of the ice pellets, hail, or grapple or whatever it is called this time of year.
We’re still waiting for the steady 50s so don’t you dare whinge!
But you stay so green and beautiful in the summer while we, who are enjoying what has arguably been the most absolutely gorgeous extended Spring on record in these parts, eventually will get all brown (sorry, *golden*) and flammable.
I’m clueless about the picnic thing, Phil — looks to me like a table lamp minus a shade. I must be missing some real juicy innuendo on that one (sigh).
You said “almost 80″…. I went to the M’s game that night and they reported 80 degrees at first pitch. It’s hard to get that in July. I didn’t need sleeves all night which “never” happens here. It was the warmest April game in Safeco history. Pure. Bliss.