April in New England. What can I say to describe it? Traitorous, trickster, jokester, or just can’t make up its mind. On April 1st, I remember we had a sudden storm, over a foot in one whack during the night, high winds, and really frigid temperatures.
Many roads were closed, power was out and I was one of the few on my block who stayed in my home because I had a wood stove. Not a quarter of a mile from me a gigantic tree had toppled over the main road and it took crews almost an entire day to clear it.
We had four young children who loved the three or so days of no school, but my wife and I rather dourly heated wood for washing and laundry on the wood stove. After the power was restored, we appreciated our washer and dryer much more.
What does this have to do with early morning routines? Well, in April, the old rubric about New England weather is especially true: If you don’t like it, stick around, it’s going to change. This means that if it’s forecast to be 65 (f) and with a light breeze, I am out cleaning and prepping in the garden. Shaving can wait till noon…when it turns traitor, jokester, or trickster and starts hailing, snowing, or sleeting.
Yes. I love New England, but I don’t trust the weather! Trust me!
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Funny, we say the same thing here in Colorado…
“Don’t trust the weather” is a good rule of thumb in many places I have lived. It’s a good rule for anyone in the wilderness, backpacking, camping or hiking, fishing, on a boat, swimming, and especially when exploring dry creek beds and dry canals in LA. It’s probably a good idea to use that rule when traveling too. It’s a good rule for people deciding which kind of home insurance to get, and what specs to use for construction. In fact… heh heh