wbvs58
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Well that is a good rain gauge, it tries to educate you in the metric system as well. Saves me doing my conversion from mm to inches.
Ken
Well that is a good rain gauge, it tries to educate you in the metric system as well. Saves me doing my conversion from mm to inches.
Here too.I'm getting more concerned by our lack of snow every day. Nothing in the long range forecast either.
They forgot Belize.View attachment 38180
Although I see UK is classed as mixed on this map which to be fair is true, as we still use miles on the roads
You, like most of the world, probably knew it as Burma. They changed the name in the late 80s/early 90s.I've never heard of Myanmar, anyhow it is keeping the US company along with Liberia.
Ken
Burma is one of the few places that interest me. I used to do house calls to 2 sister's dogs, they had separate houses and they were Burmese. One was a widow whose late husband was an Australian, the other was married to a Canadian. They were lovely ladies, they grew up on a rubber plantation in Burma pre ww2, their father managed this big plantation. They had to keep their wits about them to survive, always people trying to take over the plantation, one of them told me how she saw her father cut the throat of an intruder one night. They escaped to Australia when the Japs were invading. They had a hard time in Australia during the war as people thought they were of Japanese origin. The one married to the Australian lived with him on a small island of their own I think it was in the Maldives group. She was a good cook and they were visited a lot by cruising yachts and soon got the reputation as a good place to visit and she had an informal restaurant for income. Her husband "Bluey" liked his grog, she told me how she would send Bluey in their boat to a bigger island for supplies and Bluey would visit every pub there and come back late in the evening hanging off the side of the boat with a bottle of grog in one hand singing. She had a drawing in her house that one of the yachties drew of Bluey and he did look like a bit of a character.You, like most of the world, probably knew it as Burma. They changed the name in the late 80s/early 90s.
The spider?
From your limited introduction of her and Bluey, I would have read that book if she had finished it.Burma is one of the few places that interest me. I used to do house calls to 2 sister's dogs, they had separate houses and they were Burmese. One was a widow whose late husband was an Australian, the other was married to a Canadian. They were lovely ladies, they grew up on a rubber plantation in Burma pre ww2, their father managed this big plantation. They had to keep their wits about them to survive, always people trying to take over the plantation, one of them told me how she saw her father cut the throat of an intruder one night. They escaped to Australia when the Japs were invading. They had a hard time in Australia during the war as people thought they were of Japanese origin. The one married to the Australian lived with him on a small island of their own I think it was in the Maldives group. She was a good cook and they were visited a lot by cruising yachts and soon got the reputation as a good place to visit and she had an informal restaurant for income. Her husband "Bluey" liked his grog, she told me how she would send Bluey in their boat to a bigger island for supplies and Bluey would visit every pub there and come back late in the evening hanging off the side of the boat with a bottle of grog in one hand singing. She had a drawing in her house that one of the yachties drew of Bluey and he did look like a bit of a character.
There was a US publisher that was pushing her to write a book of her life which she was doing when I used to visit however my understanding was she did not finish it due to dementia. Her brother in law, Gordan, the Canadian told me a bit about Bluey when they visited, he was a bit of a wild boy.
Ken
Annual average = 10 feet…dang…just…DANG! Y'all stay warm and keep your fingers and toes warm…not to be redundant, but DANG!We did not get anything other than flurries - maybe an inch accumulation. And, like Chevy - ours usually stays all winter. "Generally" get a thaw in January. We just ran out of grazing and are on full hay now. We plan on 6 months of feeding - sometimes only about 5 months. End of November thru end of April.
The Great Lakes creates their own rain/snow. "Lake effect" snow. Winds blow over the lakes and picks up the moisture and dumps on us. We have an average 120" a year snow fall. We do not have the ability to stockpile grazing. Snow gets too packed and iced over. We are a very high MOISTURE environment. We don't get the extreme lows, but ours is a much colder FEELING environment.
A "little challenging" - you folks are something else…hats off to you…sincerely120" would be close to a record low snowfall for a season, and the way this winter is going its a possibility.
Our long term average is just over 180" and the most snowfall I've seen is 280 some inches.
It gets a little challenging at times.
My only challenge would be when the roads opened up and I could head south. I dont handle snow well anymore.120" would be close to a record low snowfall for a season, and the way this winter is going its a possibility.
Our long term average is just over 180" and the most snowfall I've seen is 280 some inches.
It gets a little challenging at times.
Burma is one of the few places that interest me. I used to do house calls to 2 sister's dogs, they had separate houses and they were Burmese. One was a widow whose late husband was an Australian, the other was married to a Canadian. They were lovely ladies, they grew up on a rubber plantation in Burma pre ww2, their father managed this big plantation. They had to keep their wits about them to survive, always people trying to take over the plantation, one of them told me how she saw her father cut the throat of an intruder one night. They escaped to Australia when the Japs were invading. They had a hard time in Australia during the war as people thought they were of Japanese origin. The one married to the Australian lived with him on a small island of their own I think it was in the Maldives group. She was a good cook and they were visited a lot by cruising yachts and soon got the reputation as a good place to visit and she had an informal restaurant for income. Her husband "Bluey" liked his grog, she told me how she would send Bluey in their boat to a bigger island for supplies and Bluey would visit every pub there and come back late in the evening hanging off the side of the boat with a bottle of grog in one hand singing. She had a drawing in her house that one of the yachties drew of Bluey and he did look like a bit of a character.
There was a US publisher that was pushing her to write a book of her life which she was doing when I used to visit however my understanding was she did not finish it due to dementia. Her brother in law, Gordan, the Canadian told me a bit about Bluey when they visited, he was a bit of a wild boy.