Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Sunday Morning Fog

Or rather steam.   Winter this year has been weird for many people.   Repeated Blizzards in the Northeast, snow in every one of the 50 states in February, Rain in the dry season and Iguana Killing Cold in South Florida.

So what am I complaining about?  I'm not actually.

This Sunday morning I woke up and it was 42 in Wilton Manors, FL.  Colder than normal but not shockingly so.   I put on a heavy shirt, sweatshirt, and leather jacket and took Mrs Dog out for our morning mile.   We walk every day between 2.5 and 3 miles.  Today was a long one, as are all the walks if she has her mind to do so and it is what she considers cool.  We got out before sunrise, and came home just after.   While it was cold, the drunks weren't frozen on the sidewalks like they would have been Up North and there were precious few people out and about so the walk took a reasonable 30 minutes.   After all the girl had to sniff some trees, right?

I got back in the house, and proceeded to make my favorite Weekend Big Breakfast of a bagel grilled with home churned butter, and three scrambled eggs all nice and custardy.  I finished up with a pot of half caff sweetened with hazelnut and cream.  

After walking back to the coffee table and setting down the mug I decided I wanted to get the shortbread cookies to go with it, so I walked back to the kitchen.   When I came out mug in hand, the back yard caught my eye.  You see when it is 42 out, there was steam everywhere. 

We're inexplicably still under twice a week watering for the yard.   It has been more than a year now, and the grass doesn't seem to mind.  I have ground water and a well to water the yard, so when that water hits the air in a spray, it forms steam.   Ground water at around 65 will steam because it is more than 20F warmer than the air.  All my plants in pots, my grass and the hedges were all coated in a gentle fog that was rising, and the sun was up now.  All that resulted in millions of little jewels coating Nature's Beauty with rainbows. 

Rainbows, in Wilton Manors?  Sometimes they're not just on the cars!

Always they're beautiful.   So who knew winter wasn't All Bad?

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