Case of the Mondays

I decided to catch some brief sunshine rays with the hour or so left in the afternoon light (we have had a very gray winter here as it is) and take a break from tank life out in the backyard.

I ended up digging up some previous occupants poorly buried animal (at least I'm hoping its an animal, the fading light left me walking away for today) while trying to prep for a small tree planting.

So done with Mondays.

#tanklyfe

 

Oh dear
I often wonder what people might think at my childhood home if ever they dig under the apple tree in the far corner & find numerous skeletons of past loved pets, I think we dug deep enough though ‘fingers crossed’
Hopefully your next gardening foray will be better

 

Isn't today tuesday ?

 

The OP posted yesterday (Monday) evening.

I feel you on the grey dreariness. Where I live it has rained, rained and rained some more. We are still under the flash flood warnings. The temperature is being weird. The other day it went down to 29F and today (Tuesday) it is 70F. Thursday the high is 49F.
Even the brief periods the sun has come out we have been stuck in the house because of the flooding. Our favorite park we like to go walk the trails at is closed indefinitely because it is completely under water.

Thankfully no one's deceased pet has floated up. I think that would push me over the edge.

 

I know how you feel. After living in Oregon for six years, we had one winter where it rained 97 out of 120 days between 11/1 and 2/28. The day that came on the news I went home to my (then)-husband and said, "I'm moving back to NC. You can come with me or stay here but I'm out."
Oregon is beautiful, especially at the coast, and has so much to offer...but it's hard to remember that in the grayest days of February. Especially on a Monday.
NC has had a really warm winter, but I am so done with clouds right now... It's time to take the doors off the Jeep, and then put them back on because it will be pine pollen season lol.

 

The flooding at our park here:
Underneath all of that water is a bridge. The water is usually 15 - 20+ feet BELOW the bridge.






Another pic:

 

Oh dear
I often wonder what people might think at my childhood home if ever they dig under the apple tree in the far corner & find numerous skeletons of past loved pets, I think we dug deep enough though ‘fingers crossed’
Hopefully your next gardening foray will be better

It's ironic because yesterday morning I was thinking about the fish I've buried at the roots of a vine, deep down and knowing they'd decompose quickly. Which reminded me of several dogs and birds that were buried in a couple of wooded yards we had growing up. And then of course I have bits of that country song floating through my head all day.

"And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard"

But I wasn't prepared for a Funny Farm moment yesterday evening. I also don't think it has been buried more than a couple of years, seems to still be .. squishy. It's also illegal to bury near water lines and housing but .. yeah that ship has sailed.

The OP posted yesterday (Monday) evening.

I feel you on the grey dreariness. Where I live it has rained, rained and rained some more. We are still under the flash flood warnings. The temperature is being weird. The other day it went down to 29F and today (Tuesday) it is 70F. Thursday the high is 49F.
Even the brief periods the sun has come out we have been stuck in the house because of the flooding. Our favorite park we like to go walk the trails at is closed indefinitely because it is completely under water.

Thankfully no one's deceased pet has floated up. I think that would push me over the edge.

Oh my that's some crazy flooding!

The gray has been very hard this year.
The uncovering of this thing in the yard has pushed me pretty close to the edge though.

I know how you feel. After living in Oregon for six years, we had one winter where it rained 97 out of 120 days between 11/1 and 2/28. The day that came on the news I went home to my (then)-husband and said, "I'm moving back to NC. You can come with me or stay here but I'm out."
Oregon is beautiful, especially at the coast, and has so much to offer...but it's hard to remember that in the grayest days of February. Especially on a Monday.
NC has had a really warm winter, but I am so done with clouds right now... It's time to take the doors off the Jeep, and then put them back on because it will be pine pollen season lol.

I've lived in the PNW for far more than half of my life, well over 20 years and I've only had one other location that was as gray as Oregon has been and it was in Northern Washington tucked in the rain shadow of the Cascades. We had a summer where there was 1 (just ONE) weekend with two consecutive days of sunshine. I said, that's it. We're going somewhere sunny for a while. Which is how we ended up back in California (born and raised, mostly, on the sunny beaches and coasts of Monterey Bay), though I find I miss the rain when we do that so.. it's a frustrating conundrum but THIS winter in Oregon .. I've come to understand my time in central Oregon will be limited. A couple of years if I can make it and then we need to go.
I'm grateful we're actually in a 'sunnier' spot of central Oregon, even the towns just 15 miles over are often cloudy or foggy alllllll day long while we have bits of sun. But it's not enough for me.

Although I did get back in to Aquariums because of it, so somethings come from it?

"But didn't you live in Seattle?!" Yeah... and it wasn't this bad. People don't seem to get how 'gray' for days with nothing, no rain, no snow, no sun breaks, nothing, is so blooming draining.

I completely get why you would want to go back to NC and I'm amazed you lasted 6 years in this gray. Every time the sun comes out I have to park myself out back or get out on a hike - even 15m of sun is appreciated.

 

We had a pet rabbit die several years ago. As I was digging a grave for it, I dug into what must have been the grave of a previous owner's pet cat. It was a little disturbing at first, but we just re-buried the previous occupant of that grave and found a new plot for our rabbit.

My experience aside, it really sucks to have a beautiful day spoiled when you really look forward to enjoying a break in the weather.

 

It's ironic because yesterday morning I was thinking about the fish I've buried at the roots of a vine, deep down and knowing they'd decompose quickly. Which reminded me of several dogs and birds that were buried in a couple of wooded yards we had growing up. And then of course I have bits of that country song floating through my head all day.

"And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard"

But I wasn't prepared for a Funny Farm moment yesterday evening. I also don't think it has been buried more than a couple of years, seems to still be .. squishy. It's also illegal to bury near water lines and housing but .. yeah that ship has sailed.



Oh my that's some crazy flooding!

The gray has been very hard this year.
The uncovering of this thing in the yard has pushed me pretty close to the edge though.



I've lived in the PNW for far more than half of my life, well over 20 years and I've only had one other location that was as gray as Oregon has been and it was in Northern Washington tucked in the rain shadow of the Cascades. We had a summer where there was 1 (just ONE) weekend with two consecutive days of sunshine. I said, that's it. We're going somewhere sunny for a while. Which is how we ended up back in California (born and raised, mostly, on the sunny beaches and coasts of Monterey Bay), though I find I miss the rain when we do that so.. it's a frustrating conundrum but THIS winter in Oregon .. I've come to understand my time in central Oregon will be limited. A couple of years if I can make it and then we need to go.
I'm grateful we're actually in a 'sunnier' spot of central Oregon, even the towns just 15 miles over are often cloudy or foggy alllllll day long while we have bits of sun. But it's not enough for me.

Although I did get back in to Aquariums because of it, so somethings come from it?

"But didn't you live in Seattle?!" Yeah... and it wasn't this bad. People don't seem to get how 'gray' for days with nothing, no rain, no snow, no sun breaks, nothing, is so blooming draining.

I completely get why you would want to go back to NC and I'm amazed you lasted 6 years in this gray. Every time the sun comes out I have to park myself out back or get out on a hike - even 15m of sun is appreciated.

I lived in Central Oregon for two summers and one winter during that stint of six years, working in Sunriver. That place is glorious and was a figurative and literal bright spot in my time there. That winter was hard, especially since I lived in a passive-solar heated house. Great when the sun was out, which was not often. Building a fire loses it's romance when you have to get up for work and it's 46 degrees in your house. At least there was skiing right? Or something?
Very sorry the pet sematary broke your will to deal with the day yesterday. Here's sending a sunbeam from central NC...even though today it's a figurative one - it's a Portand-y day here.
A funny note - all the people I know here think I'm weird because I never carry an umbrella. They say, "But didn't you live in the Northwest for a while?" and I tell them yes, that's why I don't bother with an umbrella anymore. You learn fast living out there that you get as wet messing with them as you would if you just duck your head and get where you're going.
Hope today is better for you.

 

We had a pet rabbit die several years ago. As I was digging a grave for it, I dug into what must have been the grave of a previous owner's pet cat. It was a little disturbing at first, but we just re-buried the previous occupant of that grave and found a new plot for our rabbit.

My experience aside, it really sucks to have a beautiful day spoiled when you really look forward to enjoying a break in the weather.

Yeah, it's just put me in a strange spot.

Options are:
1. Refill the hole with dirt and rocks and a marker for future reference
2. Continue with planting the tree there, over... whatever it is. Hey it's... compost?
3. Dig it up completely and dispose of it properly
4. Find someone else to dig it up and dispose of it properly

But no matter what now I'm wondering what else is in the yard. Or who..

I lived in Central Oregon for two summers and one winter during that stint of six years, working in Sunriver. That place is glorious and was a figurative and literal bright spot in my time there. That winter was hard, especially since I lived in a passive-solar heated house. Great when the sun was out, which was not often. Building a fire loses it's romance when you have to get up for work and it's 46 degrees in your house. At least there was skiing right? Or something?
Very sorry the pet sematary broke your will to deal with the day yesterday. Here's sending a sunbeam from central NC...even though today it's a figurative one - it's a Portand-y day here.
A funny note - all the people I know here think I'm weird because I never carry an umbrella. They say, "But didn't you live in the Northwest for a while?" and I tell them yes, that's why I don't bother with an umbrella anymore. You learn fast living out there that you get as wet messing with them as you would if you just duck your head and get where you're going.
Hope today is better for you.

Oh eastern OR would probably have been a better spot for the Seasonal Affective Issues, that's for sure. But I don't see getting up to 46 degrees inside. Bleh.
Skiing is cool but every day? And hard to get motivated for that if you're already frozen?

Pet Sematary is exactly what's been on my mind since my find. I was all.. well I could just find another spot for this tree! Oh... but what else is in this yard?! Is that why they put stones around some plant plots and not others?! HOW MANY ANIMALS DID THEY HAVE?!
Ahh well.

And that is so spot on. So many folks wonder why I don't have a rain jacket or an umbrella when it's a quick dash from the car to inside or vice versa. It's just water folks. It happens. A lot for some of us.



Today is another sunny day, so I guess I can stare at the yard in horror some more! Ahaha... oh boy.

 

I decided to catch some brief sunshine rays with the hour or so left in the afternoon light (we have had a very gray winter here as it is) and take a break from tank life out in the backyard.

I ended up digging up some previous occupants poorly buried animal (at least I'm hoping its an animal, the fading light left me walking away for today) while trying to prep for a small tree planting.

So done with Mondays.

#tanklyfe

Gross...

That's one bad start to the week!