Yesterday’s Phenology: A very fall-like day, overcast, a chilly breeze, in the mid-40s. Went to the dogpark in the morning, and many of the trees there are bare, especially so at the top of the trail, but even down below, by the river there is a nice soft carpet of leaves for the dogs to run on. And run they do. Had some fresh-picked raspberries with my granola this morning. Unusual for late October, but I may still be getting some in November, by the look of things.
Song of the day: the Police, Spirits in the Material World
Yesterday’s Phenology: It was a nice day for the last day of the farmer’s market for the year. Overcast, but pleasant temperatures. It sprinkled rain now and then. We could remember other end-of-the-market days that were bitterly cold and windy, and were glad that it was not. It started raining more assertively at closing time and rained through the afternoon. The streets and sidewalks are covered with the fall leaves, and looked beautiful in the rain. There are still raspberries to be picked, and I also picked a few tomatoes today that seem questionable, but I applaud their perseverance. There were a number of tomatoes that gave it up in the last day or two and lay on the ground about the tomato patch. 48 degrees as bedtime approaches.
Song of the day: Frank Sinatra, The Best is Yet to Come
Yesterday’s phenology: 71 degrees! And breezy, as the warm front pushed through. We still haven’t had a hard frost in the Twin Cities, and I heard the weather guy on the radio say that we are approaching a record for “length of growing season.” If we make it to Halloween it would be the third longest on record (202 days.) We would have to get into the first week of November to set a new all-time record.
Anyway, an unusually warm day. Probably not a good thing, as it speaks again to global warming. But we must take it as it comes, I guess.
Song of the day: Flight of the Conchords, Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymnoceros
I thought I would wait around and get a great picture of this guy taking off from the tree. But I had to take off before he did.
Yesterday’s Phenology: There’s a lot of different kinds of phenology blogs out there. Some offer long and overly-detailed descriptions of the every minute detail of the changing of the seasons. Mine, on the otherhand, consists mostly of hastily written complaints about vaguely remembered weather.
Today, however, was another day that I was in the office all day, and did not venture out till late. It was a nice enough day, though. Overcast and dry.
Song of the day: Dave Brubeck, Take Five
Yesterday’s phenology: Dark and rainy morning. Flynn did not enjoy our morning walk, in the dark, in the rain. 10 hours and 25 minutes of daylight, and I think I was at work for 8 of those. A month ago we were at 11 hours and 56 minutes. A month from now we’ll be at 9 hours and 9 minutes, and Thanksgiving will be over, and we’ll be listening to Christmas music while huddled around candles in the cold and the dark.
Song of the day: David Bromberg, Dehlia
That’s a vintage B-25, I believe.
Yesterday’s phenology. Overcast and chilly. I’ve noticed that a lot of the red leaves have fallen from the trees. At least up in the Maplewood area. At least, around the pond near where I work. At least, in the little area that I looked at today. How’s that for phenology?
Song of the day: Bonnie Raitt, Bluebird
Yesterday’s Phenology: Worst. Phenology. Blog. Ever.
Beautiful fall day. Sunny and upper 50s. Haven’t seen any Hummingbirds in awhile either.
Song of the day: Bruce Springsteen, State Trooper