Can The Fishes See It Snowing?

Can The Fishes See It Snowing?

I was downtown along the waterfront several days before Christmas and saw this scene. It reminded me of the phrase in Dylan Thomas’s A Child’s Christmas in Wales, where a small boy ponders: “Can the fishes see it snowing?”

Sadly, it wasn’t actually snowing at the time, and two days later it was all gone. I think it’s nice to have snow at Christmas, as long as it isn’t so much to disrupt the festivities.

But a Happy New Years to all … here’s to a better 2023. One with less mindless killing, for one.

Lake 22

Lake 22 in winter

Lake 22 in east of the city of Everett, along the Mountain Loop Highway. It is one of the most heavily hiked trails in the Cascades. It is also the location of my first backpack trip back in the early ’60’s. I remember having to carry out the wet canvas tarp we used for a shelter … it rained and the little hollow we had set up camp in filled with water. It was only 2 miles or so downhill, but my pack weighed over 70 lbs when I got home. But that was long ago and in the summer. Nowadays, there is no overnight camping allowed. And they have added a boardwalk around most of the lake to protect the meadow areas.

Ridge above Lake 22

(More found images from my Archive Catalog)

Light Snowfall

Last of a Light Snowfall

My recent post about the last day of winter created some concern that I had jinxed the weather. There is always a chance of a light spring snowfall in the Pacific Northwest. But it’s usually light and doesn’t stay long. The sun is getting too warm for it to last. (and no, this isn’t a recent photo … it didn’t snow as soon as my post regarding the end of winter)

Last Day of Winter

Horses in the Snow

Personally, I’m ready to have winter behind and springtime coming. And summer. So, here is a reminder of winter … here in Port Townsend, it was a pretty mild one with a couple of snowfalls, but nothing that created much of a long term problem.

Happy St David’s Day

Daffodils for St David’s Day

Or as the Welsh would put it: Dydd Gwyl Dewi Hapus!

March 1st is St David’s Day. St David is the Welsh patron saint but just hasn’t attracted the attention that St Patrick has. Maybe because the Welsh tend to gather for singing and reading poetry instead of drinking green beer. (although the green beer is rumored to be an American addition)

Our family used to gather for St David’s Day to eat Welsh Cakes and celebrate our Welsh heritage. Daffodils were always present. One of the national symbols of Wales. Sometimes there would be original poetry shared … always some Dylan Thomas.

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