Daffodils growing in the curb garden
Spring is technically less than a month away, but the view outside my window is shouting, spring, spring, spring!
‘William and Kate’ Hyacinth and fuchsia Freesia
San Jose, California is more that two-thirds of the way through the winter that never was.
Initially, I gave Winter the benefit of the doubt. Though the calendar announced the arrival of winter solstice in late December, Winter decided to take his time. As a woman in her mid-fifties, I respect that. I no longer move like a twenty year old and my memory isn’t that great either. Winter, however, forgot about January entirely. No rain and above-average temps ruled the month. Winter left us high and dry, leading us into year four of our historic drought.
Okay, so December and January came and went, but surely February would live up to its winter reputation: cold, windy and wet. We’re ready.
As you can see by the Accuweather chart above, virtually every day this month has been warmer than average, sometimes by as much as 12 degrees. Winter says no can do.
While the rest of the country is battered by rain, wind, sleet and snow, it seems ungrateful to complain. I enjoy beautiful weather as much as the next gardener, but it feels like cheating. It’s supposed to rain in January. February is known for cold, windy days and a good splashing isn’t unheard of either. Our forests, rivers, lakes and wildlife depend on it. Winter left town and I miss him terribly.
Winter, won’t you please come home?