Who's laughing now!

It has been an unusual spring hasn't it. I don't remember a year when winter has persisted as much as this year, and for the most part I've been OK with that. The odd snowstorm in May...sure I can handle that. Losing all of my bedding out plants at the END of may...no problem, after all this is Alberta right? We specialize in unusual and unexpected weather patterns. To be honest I've rather enjoyed these late spring snowfalls because it gives me the chance to taunt my Arizona grown sister-in law who recently moved here. This is her first winter here and it has been lots of fun to see hre go through this. I like to think that her "American genes" just can't handle this climate. It always makes for a good laugh.


And really, when you wake up one June morning to this- what else is there to do but LAUGH?


I did laugh as I peeked out my bedroom window this morning. I laughed for a brief moment.

...and then - I cried.


I cried really hard when I realized that my garden (which hours earlier had been showing beautiful signs of growth in every row) was now blanketed with inches of snow. You can't see it but at the far back by the fence the Raspberry bushes were all bent to the ground from the weight, and I'm pretty sure those berry blossoms that were indication of a great crop are pretty much dead now.



I guess there will be no home made Raspberry Souffle with home grown berries this year. I mean sure, I've never made "souffle" before. Infact up until now I hadn't ever desired to make it. But I'm just saying that should I want to make Raspberry Souffle, (whatever it is)- well I CAN'T! It's one of those "you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone" kinda things I guess.

That is the thing about spring storms. The cold is only part of the problem. Spring snow is always FULL of water and heavy. Our yard was proof of that. Several limbs from our mature trees had fallen to the ground, and John has spent the day cleaning that up.


But what really made me sad was seeing this:

Our brand new pear tree snapped like a twig. Oh the poor thing. This was our favorite one and we'd strategically planted it here because when we build our new home next year, this tree will grace our front yard. It was to be our pride and joy. The pinnacle of our front landscaping. All the neighbors and visitors would envy it's lovely blossoms and it would provide us with golden spice pears by the pail full. ur...we'd hoped.

Now it will be the stubby old pathetic tree that graces our future front lawn.

Yup I wasn't laughing for long.

In fact, I've just made an executive desicion for my family.

I'm moving to Arizona. I hear it rarely snows there.

Who's with me?