Last week, I was showing you photos of mittens and scarves and a thermometer whose mercury didn't climb above 55 the whole weekend -- and dipped as low as 28 overnight.
Today, we're basking under a blue sky with temperatures in the low 80's, out here in the foothills east of San Diego.
What a difference a week makes!
And, I hate it!
I like winter and feel cheated when summer-like weather that would delight most of the country sneaks in as it always does a few times during January and February.
While I loved the low temperatures of last weekend, my fig tree did not. Unfortunately, the area of our front courtyard that I thought was sheltered enough for the fig tree and the enormous pot it lives in, wasn't sheltered quite enough. After the night the temperature dipped below 30, all the leaves turned yellow, then a couple of days later, they fell off. I was hoping the figs might survive, but eventually all but three of them fell off, too. Sigh.
But look! See that little green shoot? I think that means the tree itself survived! I've moved it to a more sheltered spot and next time frost threatens -- which is sure to happen again before summer gets here for real! -- I'll also throw a sheet over it for added protection.
Glenn and I brought on the summer-like weather by buying two truckloads of this:
Even though I wish the cold weather had stayed with us a little longer, I have to admit that these summery-blue skies are just gorgeous.
I hope you are enjoying whatever weather you're having this weekend!
