R.I.P., Little Apples

(Beate says their thermometer read 26°.)

Andy doesn’t think the trees will be damaged, but we won’t be getting any Gravenstein apples this year. It’s a harsh life up there.

On another note, here’s a picture of Tempi on the hour-long trip to the trauma center to see Zoe.

There’s a chance Zoe will be released sometime tomorrow.

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7 Responses to R.I.P., Little Apples

  1. tammy j says:

    a harsh mother nature yet again.
    but…
    oh that sweet Tempi. she will be glad to see her partner in crime!
    I hope Zoe can come home tomorrow! xoxo

    • reading posts backwards…on Zoe; “snow…snow…wnow” what the heck…so maybe your country is catching our idea – 4 seasons in one day. We had that yesterday – I kept stripping of layers – I would suddenly realise hot sun blaring through window – layer off; then I would just cool down nicely when I would note, sun gone, cold-as – layer on…

    • Jean says:

      tammy,
      We will let you know. Fingers crossed.

      Catherine,
      This kind of weather was normal years ago. It will turn hot soon.

  2. The OP Pack says:

    It certainly has been a crazy spring. Too bad about the apples. All paws still crossed for Zoe.

    Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber

    • Jean says:

      As long as the trees survive it’s all right. Spring is always a gamble for fruit trees here. Thanks for the good wishes.

  3. Ann Thompson says:

    I’m shivering just looking at some of those low temperatures.
    I bet Tempi will be glad to see Zoe. Hope they let Zoe go home

    • Jean says:

      It’s going to warm up soon. I actually prefer the cold to the heat.

      Yes, they can’t keep poor Zoe forever.

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