How many years of temperature decreases do we have to record before the global warming truth deniers will change their mind? This is what it looked like just outside my front door on Saturday, 11 October 2008. An average sort of autumn snow fall. One nice thing about October snow storms like this is they tend to keep the riff-raff out. Or sometimes encourage them to move to California or Washington.
This is what it looked like outside my back door on Saturday, 11 October 2008. I'm not sure why we cover the chairs. It looks like we have moved. Sorry, I should have looked at what I blogged about yesterday and the day before too I suppose. This is what happens as one ages.
And this is what it looked like one day later, Sunday 12 October 2008. Same old stuff, with more snow. It was very sticky and of course caused a lot of tree damage as most of the trees still had their leaves on. Believe it or not this will all be gone some time next week. Well, it won't be gone, as it will be absorbed by a grateful earth, and sent on its way down the Yellowstone eventually to the Gulf of Mexico.
This is what it looked like on Saturday, and below is what the same tree looked like on Sunday. I have no idea whether it will be able to rebound or not. Watch this space.
This is what my favorite tree looked like on Sunday morning, 12 October 2008. Just outside our front door. The leaves turn from green in the spring to a lovely maroon color in the summer and fall. Perhaps this is Mother Nature's way of trimming her trees.
This is the evergreen tree that guards the entrance to our driveway. They seem to stand up to the weight of the snow better than the aspens.
This is what our side streets looked like on Sunday morning on the way to church. Attendance at mass was less than usual. The choir numbers were also fairly slim.
This is what I saw on some of our main streets on the way to church Sunday morning, 12 October 2008. Above is some of the trees they are trying to grow just outside the entrance to the Alberta Bair Theatre, where we attended a lovely mixed fiddling/ mandolin/guitar and Billings Symphony concert on Saturday evening. I'm not sure what the multi-colored horse is doing standing out in the snow.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
12 October 2008
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