“Well, we have to stay positive. ” the chirpy young woman said as she served my bowl of split pea soup. I thanked her and agreed . Yes we must stay positive. But I did not feel positive. It was raining, again, and cold, again. A high of only 7 Celsius on May 13 is just wrong. And the fact that I was delighted that the soup of the day was split pea, a winter soup if there ever was one, was a clear indication that something about the weather is very much amiss.
We have had flooding to the north and to the east of where we live. Just about 5 minutes up the road there is a horse barn that has the driveway underwater. It looks like the barn and indoor arena are above water and the horses are out in a paddock, on high ground, with rain sheets on and lots of hay and water in troughs. But the low part of the property is a large lake. Fortunately the barn I ride at is on high ground and is not flooded. But the paddocks are awash with mud and large puddles.
Biasini has a bright orange rain sheet to wear and despite the fact that some people refer to him as a pumpkin he is always dry with that sheet on. Dry and warm. But he is not happy about this dreary and damp weather. Here is a video I took walking out to his paddock. Turn up the volume and you can hear me splodging through the mud to get to the paddock. You can see how Biasini feels about the weather.
I realize there are many places in the world suffering the effects of climate change far more than I am. I have a warm and dry house even if the driveway looks wet and the trees are still not showing any real signs of spring. I must stay positive. Spring will come. Or…we may just go straight to summer!