I got a rather unpleasant surprise last night when I hopped in the car to go pick up Ginger at the airport. Rain. Goodly amounts of rain. And very gusty wind.
The trip up E470 was dark and unpleasant, even in the van. Further north, I found signs of lots of mushy snow in the verge, but things had largely cleared up by the time I arrived at DIA.
Driving home, I decided to take the better-lit, slightly more sheltered I-225 route. Of course, I forgot the important lesson I learned the other evening whilst driving home from the hospital: with light and rain, telling where the hell the lanes are in a construction zone is nigh impossible.
It was an interesting drive.
This morning, a bit more of the same. Plenty of rain, and I opted for I-25/US-6 in. Not too bad, even in the Saturn, but I’m glad it’s clearing up over the course of the day.
Of course, the yard can use it. We’re Officially Allowed to Sprinkle one week from today, which means sometime over the weekend I need to …
1. Move the sprinkler by the new west gate, since it’s sitting directly under it.
2. Move the sprinkler that was by the west end of the front lawn over to by the driveway, since it’s now embedded in a sea of mulch.
And then there will come the usual jolliness of seeing which lines and/or heads have broken over the winter, which valves are again stuck and non-functional, etc. With the new fences, things should be even more exciting. And determining the timing should be a neat challenge, too, with water restrictions.
Of course, I also have to get some house painters out to provide some estimates on that project. And then some landscapers to discuss the front steps and retaining walls. And …
Can we go back to winter yet?
On a related note, I now have a Weather category in my blog, in case you want to read all about snow and rain and drought and the turning of the seasons and water restrictions all in one place. Go crazy, man!