Spring is Come
A spring-time coating of snow turns the Flatirons and Ponderosa Pines a crisp white along the Front Range near Boulder, Colorado.
Significant spring snow fall is relatively common in this part of the world, as evidenced by the fact that 3-5" fell a few days ago, 3-7" more are forecast to come down again tomorrow night, and this photo was taken two years ago showing the exact same thing. A friend of mine accurately described the Front Range spring weather as, "50% winter, 50% summer, poorly homogenized." Typically, we observe several weeks of lovely warm temperatures in the 70s ˚F or higher sometime in March or early-April, which causes the deciduous trees to accumulate enough warmth to begin leafing out and possibly flowering. The cold and snow then arrive, wreaking havoc on any fruit trees so foolish as to produce blossoms. I checked our crabapple this morning and can clearly see the tight flower buds just beginning to develop and separate from the unfolding leaves. Of course, the temperature for tomorrow night is forecast to fall to 18 ˚F, which is somewhat depressing for someone who was hoping to ferment cider from local fruit this coming autumn. Such are the seasonal travails of life in this particular place.
Happy spring-time to all!
Spring is Come
A spring-time coating of snow turns the Flatirons and Ponderosa Pines a crisp white along the Front Range near Boulder, Colorado.
Significant spring snow fall is relatively common in this part of the world, as evidenced by the fact that 3-5" fell a few days ago, 3-7" more are forecast to come down again tomorrow night, and this photo was taken two years ago showing the exact same thing. A friend of mine accurately described the Front Range spring weather as, "50% winter, 50% summer, poorly homogenized." Typically, we observe several weeks of lovely warm temperatures in the 70s ˚F or higher sometime in March or early-April, which causes the deciduous trees to accumulate enough warmth to begin leafing out and possibly flowering. The cold and snow then arrive, wreaking havoc on any fruit trees so foolish as to produce blossoms. I checked our crabapple this morning and can clearly see the tight flower buds just beginning to develop and separate from the unfolding leaves. Of course, the temperature for tomorrow night is forecast to fall to 18 ˚F, which is somewhat depressing for someone who was hoping to ferment cider from local fruit this coming autumn. Such are the seasonal travails of life in this particular place.
Happy spring-time to all!