Welcome to Frigid Friday hosted by Mr. McGregor’s Daughter. It’s a balmy 25F in Oklahoma today, and we are supposed to reach a new high of 46F by this afternoon (the warmest temperature all week). This is a far cry from yesterday’s low of 9F at my house. In Edmond, Oklahoma, it hovered around 14F which shows what a different micro-climate I have.
We did go above freezing yesterday, but tell that to the plants. Remember my head cold from hell last week? Due to fog brain, I forgot to move the Agave americana, and it may not survive. The others were close to the house, but they don’t look too good either.
Neither the agaves, nor I like weather this unseasonable. However, the “pip pip” of the Cardinals and their bright red plumage is abundant and brings good cheer.
The weather is worse for HH, who owns a paving company and can’t pour concrete, not even that made with hot water. He is understandably grumpy, and it’s almost Christmas.
Then, last night, our water well ran dry (actually just quit working). You can imagine how excited our teenagers were with no showers. We bought some water and brought it home so they could wash their hair. The good folks from Shady Nook Pump and Supply are here early this morning searching out the problem and will soon set things to rights. UPDATE: we need a new pump, which is expensive, but Okay. The old one lasted 35 years.
What I can’t change, I might as well accept with good grace and gratitude.
- With a mug of steaming hot tea made with an early Christmas present, like this cordless jug kettle, SmartWool socks and an extra thick hoodie.
- Remembering, that unlike much of the world, I am safe and warm and will soon have running water.
- Looking at the amaryllis growing in pots next to the window; their bright green tips are the perfect antidote for the blahs.
- Burning the best smelling candle (Tyler Candle Company’s “Splurge”) in my kitchen where I work.
- Reaching out periodically and petting Audrey our soft, gray kitten curled up like a cinnamon roll and fast asleep between the keyboard and computer screen.
- Once the well is fixed, I’m promised a shower and a visit to a classic car auction with my best guy. We’re looking for a 1970 Dodge Charger R/T with a 440. I’d like four on the floor, but our son wishes for an automatic. We want a straight body, fixer upper project for my boy and his dad.
In other words, we can lament the cold and what it does to those plants we grow at the edge of our hardiness zones, but nothing has to change the hardiness of our souls.
Keep warm my friends.