This morning in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania (in actuality, a spot called Gobbler's Knob...titter, titter), Punxsutawney Phil, the unfortunate, grudging-groundhog who is unceremoniously dragged out of his ersatz tree stump every year, saw his shadow. I was hoping that Phil's prognostication of six more weeks of winter would perhaps be for the east coast only. But alas, the rain has returned here on the west coast.
Nevertheless, I donned my rain jacket and ventured out into the vineyard to continue with my pruning. Surprisingly, I got quite a bit of done before the rain just got too heavy for me to carry on. It is forecast to rain for the next 10 days, or so. Great. But at least it is not cold. I am predicting that I will be experiencing a fortnight of rather soggy vineyard work. Lovely.
4 comments:
VG: Cute view on Punxsutawney Phil.
As for the all the rain, you must feel right at
Home;)
Hi there Vin Girl,
I really did snigger at that name (GK)snort snort...and Punxsu...thingy, what's
that all about, why complicate life with crazy place names ?
I do hope you have a good yield this year, it sounds like hard work.
Best regards,
Di. xx.
NHW: I guarantee you that is a photograph of an English summer: the peeps have summer clothes on. I feel faint...
Trubes: On occasion, people have asked me what Liverpool means - I suppose it could sound funny to non-natives.
It seems that a lot of place names in PA are of American Indian origin. Don't know about Gobbler's Knob, though!!! Let's just say that the memory of Frankie Howard is alive and well with us two. Oo, er, missus!
(Oh, and Les Dawson too.)
I may buy a holiday home there.
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