So far December is measuring up to the Farmer's Almanac predictions of mild but wet weather. We've added another 2 inches to our creek in the hollow allowing the water to cascade down over the rocks at the side of the mountain.
Most days we can't hear the gentle flow down the mountain but this morning from the porch the sound is like white water rapids. The nights have been very mild so I've been able to leave the potted plants out in the 48-50 degree air. Yesterday our daytime temperature reached 67, with clouds, and as the rainy front moved through we heard thunder to our south. These last days of December will return to more normal western NC conditions of 54 degree days and 30's for a low. It has made my late fall/early winter bearable, especially after last year's freezing temperatures that started early and lasted too long.
The terrorist squirrels are up to their devious deeds again. They can't get seeds from the squirrel-proof feeders so they plot against us to get even. Yesterday I noticed a string of our Christmas lights on the ground. A small section of the roof decoration hung from the roof. The "icicle" piece of the lights had been chewed of the main string. This morning another "icicle" lay on the ground and the lights hung down more.
The little varmints seem to be working their way down the roof. If there was enough voltage running through the lights, I'd leave them turned on all day.
At 1 PM, Mark was half-way to Murphy. Beef stew is simmering in the crockpot and two pumpkin and a blueberry pie will be done by the time he gets here.
Most days we can't hear the gentle flow down the mountain but this morning from the porch the sound is like white water rapids. The nights have been very mild so I've been able to leave the potted plants out in the 48-50 degree air. Yesterday our daytime temperature reached 67, with clouds, and as the rainy front moved through we heard thunder to our south. These last days of December will return to more normal western NC conditions of 54 degree days and 30's for a low. It has made my late fall/early winter bearable, especially after last year's freezing temperatures that started early and lasted too long.
The terrorist squirrels are up to their devious deeds again. They can't get seeds from the squirrel-proof feeders so they plot against us to get even. Yesterday I noticed a string of our Christmas lights on the ground. A small section of the roof decoration hung from the roof. The "icicle" piece of the lights had been chewed of the main string. This morning another "icicle" lay on the ground and the lights hung down more.
At 1 PM, Mark was half-way to Murphy. Beef stew is simmering in the crockpot and two pumpkin and a blueberry pie will be done by the time he gets here.
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