It is that time of year when we all too often wish for the weather to change and then as soon as it does we wish for the old stuff back. The recent very cold snap had us all jumping up and down and rubbing our arms from elbows to shoulders in the vain hope that this might help the situation. When it did not, we turn to each other and say things like, ‘Pfffbrrrphoo, I wonder when things are going to warm up!’
Well they have warmed up a little and now we are being soaked by waves of milder, soggier weather with downpours that have me running around with buckets under leaks. ‘Pfffbrrrpheeek, I wonder when things are going to become cold and dry again!’
Reminiscing about that cold, dry spell, here is a picture I took whilst feeding our chickens. Have a look at the frost pattern in the gate’s shadow. The sun has been moving from east to west in the sky, leaving the crossbar shadows in the shade, but not the uprights. The picture is therefore taken looking north.
The chickens, however, offered me nothing by way navigational sustenance, they just attempted to steal the corn from the cup in my hand and make lots of noise. Somehow they worked their way into the title of this post, but exactly how remains a mystery.