I took this photo several years ago, but other than the dashboard (of my old VW) the scenery hasn’t changed much today. We really only have two seasons here in the Pacific Northwest: Wet and Dry. Wet arrives sometime in the Autumn, usually accompanied by high winds. It arrived today. The past few weeks have been clear, but cold. The leaves on the trees just started changing, and this big wind will likely strip them off. I’m working at home today, watching the trees bend and sway. I took a brief run into town to grab some stuff at the store and mail a letter at the Post Office. On my way back to the house I noted that the roads were covered in fallen needles from Western Red Cedars. One of the two prominent tree species around here are WR Cedars (the other is Douglas Fir) and in the autumn every Cedar has some portion of their needles turn red, and all come off at the first big wind. The Fir trees just lose branches, which litter the roads with a Christmassy red and green.
Wet season means the Jaguar is put away in the barn, all wrapped up in a blanket.
Wet season also means my veggie oil filtering system slows down in the cold.
Wet season also means days getting shorter, and daylight saving being over, which means darkness by 5 pm now, and 3 pm by December.
I don’t mind it all really. Go figure.
Yep, power is out just up the street. Which brings up the perennial puzzle: why not just bury all the power? Is the incidence of backhoes greater than the frequency of falling trees? The lines down the road we live on have splices…on the worst section, it’s literally a splice every foot or so.
I suppose there is the expense of burying it all, but if you did a street per year it would soon be underground.