No, no, no! Do not think it is summer already in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.
(But–I whisper excitedly–it was 60 degrees yesterday afternoon! And I had tea on the deck! And coffee this morning on the deck with my daughter in New York City! Read on…)
Here’s what’s happening here in the Northwoods. The snow and icicles are melting. The sun shines warm in the February sky. Yesterday afternoon the frozen thermometer hit 60 degrees (15 degrees celsius) and I did what all good Yoopers do when spring waves its fickle wand.
I found the deck chairs in the basement and carried two upstairs. Don’t get worried. I didn’t fall down our circular stairway in the endeavor, although it was a challenging haul.
I started the tea water. Flung open the deck sliding glass door!
Shoveled away the snow from an appropriate area. Shoveled enough snow for two chairs.
Settled the two chairs outside, just in case sulking ice-fishing husband wanted to join. (Poor man says they may be losing ALL their hard-earned ice on Keweenaw Bay. And you know how short the season is. And you know how we’re disrupting the short season anyway to go to San Diego in three weeks…And you know how they just got to fish semi-deep ice last weekend… Seriously, readers, I sympathize with him. Sort of.)
He never appeared, so I determined what Kind of Tea one ought sip on the deck during a February thaw.
Answer: Almond Tisane gifted by the daughter who now lives in New York City. I am a bad tea drinker because I like to EAT the almond tisane after brewing. This is, apparently, not socially correct. Good tea drinkers sip their brew and discard the tisane.
I look at the tisane and ascertain that everything looks edible. There is no black tea (Camellia sinensis) in Tisane. Just edible goodies. Why not nibble? Mmmm….good. Shhhhh….do not tell. Let’s maintain some modicum of respectability, shall we?
Back to yesterday. Bright red tea. Long snow shadows. Chirping chickadees and pounding woodpeckers. Dripping snow-water.
Does life ever get any better than this?
Fast-forward to this morning. Repeat yesterday’s show: pull out chair and place on nicely shoveled deck. This time brew coffee. Call daughter in New York City.
“Do you want to have coffee with me on the deck?” I ask, stretching my legs unto the wooden support structure.
“I want to be with you in the woods,” she says.
This morning one needed a light fleece jacket and sneakers while lounging on the deck. One needed to shovel a bit more snow to create a better springtime ambience.
We mustn’t get too used to this scenario, though. The weather forecasters are clamouring: 50-60 mph winds tomorrow! Snow! Gusting! Blowing! Wild winter weather!
It was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?
I hope you enjoy our time on the deck. Please come again when Spring peaks in for another visit.
P.S. Gosh! Almost forgot to tell you–how could I?–that the 30-day gratitude challenge on Facebook ended today. I posted thirty days of gratitude, dear reader. Let’s repeat that once more. Thirty days. It wasn’t always easy and it wasn’t always fun, but, darn it, I did it. And many others joined in to it as well! And today feel a marvelous sense of accomplishment and gratitude and joy! Almost as good as that 60 degree sun… 🙂