As any Englishman can tell you, a safe subject when you are getting to know someone, is always the weather and in time honoured fashion I have started my first foray into blogging with a safe subject. When is the bl..dy snow going to melt? I began to feel hopeful at the weekend when my husband and I took a drive to Jurata, on the Peninsula. "Look there's grass!" I exclaimed, as the car temperature gauge slowly began rising. Alas, t'was false hope! Strong winds were forecast ( the kind that fells trees) and with it a sprinkling of fresh snow. Could n't it just have stayed warm enough to melt the old snow and give us a chance to clean up. For 3 months now dogs have been happily relieving themselves, outdoor smokers have been depositing their cigarette butts, beer cans and bottles have been left where they fell (or where their owner fell depending on which happened first) and grit has been spread all around. Layer upon layer of crisp white snow has been sucessfully hiding this from us, until the weekend that is, when temperatures rose to a glorious 8c. Now we face the great clean-up. I'm not asking for a full-blown season-change, just a nice gentle thaw ( too fast, any Pole will tell you eagerly, there is a danger of flooding). Perhaps a night frost, no more, followed by about 10c. That would be nice.
As a post script, we must always remember that it can stay cold all the way through April and we shouldn't plant anything in the garden until after May 15, Dzien Zofi of course. But that's for another blog!
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