For reasons known only to that hateful bitch, Mother Nature, it’s turned cold. Not just, “Gee, it’s a little chilly out here,” but record-breaking, frost on the goddamned punkins cold. Fuck winter. This winter is like that volatile relationship that you had in your 20s where you fought all the time, and had to have the last word, so you’d storm out the door, then turn around and come back with, “And another thing!” I’d say it has been like that, but it WON’T FUCKING LEAVE, so I cannot yet use the past tense. Jesus. Anyway, it was a little better this morning than it was yesterday, and I’ll have a look and see what got frost-damaged and what’s still okay. Hopefully most will be okay.

For now, just a couple of pictures of the hyacinths that did bloom this year. Not many, and they aren’t exactly thriving, most likely because summer is so hot and it NEVER rains, and I can’t afford to water more than absolutely necessary, but they’re flowers, and when winter just won’t give the fuck up, I’ll take whatever I can get.