Ever the optimist I just planted my canna lily bulbs for this summer. Looking out the window I can see layers of ice pellets that have fallen for the last two days. I tried to shovel the front step and it was like lifting chunks of cement with my shovel. Now there is a heavy downpour making the ice slick but the temperature is rising and hopefully combined with the rain, the ice will soon be gone. My gardens are sealed in the ice cover so as you may have already guessed I planted the bulbs in buckets of dirt in my basement. With any luck they will be well on their way to maturity when the weather decides to match the calendar.
I have visions of these canna standing high above a copper boiler; rescued from a flea market years ago, surrounded by white million dollar bells draped over the side of the boiler.
Last week we purchased a lovely outdoor sectional to spend the summer reading and resting, during the all too short summer months we are allotted. We left the cushions covered with the plastic to protect them from the forecast weather. Yesterday I had to go out and retrieve one of the cushions from the other side of the deck. Oh yes, freezing rain, ice pellets and plain old rain were not enough; wind had to show up too with this weather mix. To not be left out, the weather network is showing snow to arrive in the wee hours of the morning. Mother Nature has a wonderful sense of humour.
Saturday I attended a fitness conference in Kingston and the MC noted that only Canadians would show up during this spring-winter storm. Some of the attendees travelled from Peterborough, Ottawa and Montreal. Kudos to true Canadians who are not intimidated by Mother Nature.
I am itching to get outside for a walk but will content myself; as I did yesterday; to stay dry and safe inside. This is a day to enjoy the extra cup of coffee and binge watch television. There is a batch of soup in the freezer to round out a comfort day. Don’t fret, I am sure that spring will arrive…sometime.