For all you people who think we have it so good because we live in California and we aren’t experiencing winter right now, well…
It’s 24 degrees here tonight. It’s cold. It f#@%king sucks. Especially because inside a hundred-year-old-house in 24 degrees, it feels like, well – 24 degrees.
Here’s how we’re keeping warm:
Don’t go moving to the Bay Area any time soon if you think you’re going to throw away your puffy coat and learn to surf or something. Trust me; I made that mistake.
Winter here is cold and gray and wet but it’s not a dead season like in the Midwest (where I grew up)… Things drink up all the rain and keep growing. Things I’ve never even seen before.
In fact, we’ve been getting pounded with torrential downpours and while they’ve washed away all the leaves on our fruit trees, the damn weeds are having their freakin’ HEYDAY in our backyard. We’re spending more time back there than ever keeping them at bay, freezing our bundorkies off, as Munga would say.
But there are a few pretty things also having a winter heyday, I must admit. Chief among them my roses, which bloom so much now the bushes practically fall over under the weight of their own flowers. Also, my irises and calla lilies (pics of those soon…). And especially…
Turns out, we don’t have a lime tree. We have an orange tree. Ha ha. There’s some novice farming at work for you! Sorry if you had a “lime” off our lime tree these past few months — you were eating an unripened orange. Now we know.
Winter: cold, wet, but packed with Vitamin C. Hooray!