Saturday, February 25, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
So it's been a dry year... something that I am not a big fan of. However, the native plants, who have been here much longer than us, don't seem to mind. This native bunchgrass was probably buried in weeds last year, after all the rain. This year, the weeds are anemic but the bunchgrass, with its deep roots, is using water beneath the surface to make tons of seeds. The dry years often offer an advantage to native plants. However, the forecast for this weekend calls for SNOW on this ridge, around 4000 feet, by this weekend. It will be interesting to see how a combination of dry weather followed by snow affects things.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
Dry, Windy
It hasn't rained for over 20 days. It doesnt look like it will rain in the next week. It's locked in to a dry pattern. Maybe it's La Nina.
They say dry years are good for the land... it allows our native plants a year to catch their breath without hte onslaught of weeds. They say while there are less flowers during a dry year, the diversity is actually higher. Or so Julie tells me, anyway, and she usually knows what she's talking about. But even still, i don't like the dry years.
It's the offshore wind, the santa ana, that really gets to me. It alters my brain chemistry just a little bit, in a way that makes my current situation more frustrating than usual. But it doesnt look like either thing will change in the next week or two...
I realize it's my own fault, i stand in the sun because i don't want to trust anyone inside, then i complain that it's too hot. But that's okay. Eventually that will change. Sooner, rather than later.
This week should be a good one anyway. I just wish the Forest Service was closer to my age... the Park Service always had young people coming in, and cute girls... even if those girls were trouble sometimes, they kept me occupied.
They say dry years are good for the land... it allows our native plants a year to catch their breath without hte onslaught of weeds. They say while there are less flowers during a dry year, the diversity is actually higher. Or so Julie tells me, anyway, and she usually knows what she's talking about. But even still, i don't like the dry years.
It's the offshore wind, the santa ana, that really gets to me. It alters my brain chemistry just a little bit, in a way that makes my current situation more frustrating than usual. But it doesnt look like either thing will change in the next week or two...
I realize it's my own fault, i stand in the sun because i don't want to trust anyone inside, then i complain that it's too hot. But that's okay. Eventually that will change. Sooner, rather than later.
This week should be a good one anyway. I just wish the Forest Service was closer to my age... the Park Service always had young people coming in, and cute girls... even if those girls were trouble sometimes, they kept me occupied.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Shiny raindrops and the sunset in Davis, after more rain came through. It's amazing how different it can be between the northern and southern part of the state... last year southern California was saturated and it was dry in the north . This year it's the other way around. In any event, if i get tired of the dry conditions, i can just drive out of them. Dry years aren't all bad though. In many areas, dry years have a higher diversity of native plants than wet years... because the weeds don't do well during dry times.
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