Ray’s Thought for the Day - The Diurnal Pattern is Crazy

I pity the poor immigrants to these parts. There they all are, trooping off the Greyhound. There they stand, huddled together,waiting patiently in the cold drizzle. Patiently waiting for a battered suitcase.

Where’s my battered suitcase? It was supposed to be on this bus, same as me.

Sorry young lady. Your battered suitcase is apparently not on this bus. It may arrive on the next bus.

But I shall freeze before then. I have only this scanty summer outfit. Boo-hoo-hoo.

Yepper. Sad. Plus, it is super hard even for hardened, lifer inmates of these parts to figure out what to wear. Naturally, a lifer inmate such as me expects cold mornings and hot afternoons. Yet lately, the mornings are hot. Then by afternoon, frozen horns are dropping off Billy Goats. It’s crazy. Go to bed cold, wake up hot.

Then this morning, it is cold again. We are talking 20, maybe 30 degree temperature swings in a very short while, back and forth, in a very short while. Go to bed hot, wake up cold. This craziness can’t be good for the plants. What’s a tree to do, sap wise?

At least this latest rapid shift in the pattern brought in a little rain last night. Praise the Goddess! Perhaps, with this little rain event we shall surpass the much anticipated 50" total before the Polar Bear Solstice and the commencement of DY 2. I shall check the gauge this evening to espy about all that.