Yesterday’s Phenology: A nice spring day. Sunny, mostly, and a bit breezy. Not warm enough to kill all the snow, though. First robin of spring? Check.
Song of the day: The Mamas and the Papas, Monday Monday
Yesterday’s Phenology: 65 degrees. What can you say? A record-breaking warm spell for November, but perhaps not a record that will stand for along time, unfortunately. Are phenologists generally gloomy about the future? Or mostly dispassionate observers/recorders of natural phenomenon? Or both? In any case, we’ll have our longest growing season on record this year, and our latest hard frost in the Twin Cities. And it’s not really anything to be too happy about.
Song of the day: OK Go, This Too Shall Pass
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: 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
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
Yesterday’s phenology: A windy fall day, but the leaves, while brightly colored, are reluctant to fly from the trees yet. Soon though. Because winter is coming. Today, though, was a bit warmer. Nice to see the wind blowing across the pond, kicking up little wind patterns. The geese around the pond seem more sullen than usual today. And there is a lot of them. Hitchcock’s The Birds might not have been so scary if he had focused on geese. They are big and they are surly, but they just don’t look really threatening, somehow. Especially when they are waddling in your direction. Anyway, he didn’t use geese, and the movie was a hit, so there you go. I wonder if I can just go a whole year with just talking about geese phenology. Well, probably not, as they are a bit scarce in December/January.
A very pretty evening, with clouds racing across a nearly full moon.
Song of the day: Richard Thompson – Oops, I Did it Again
Yesterday’s Phenology: The Good: We saw a little family of Wood Ducks down by the pond yesterday; we didn’t have so many Wood Ducks last year, but word has spread about how nice it is here, I guess, and this year there’s quite a few of these fetching wee birds. Also, I’ve noted that the sumac is starting to be more visibly changing around town. Vivid splashes of red invigorate the landscape and warn of the coming winter. The bad: mice are starting to scout out holes in foundations, open porch doors or open windows, or for keys hidden in the yard under rocks. This is the time of year when mice enter their Cheese Frenzy, and these wee beasties will stop at nothing to get into your house, where they will then mount an assault on the cheese drawer of your fridge. Wise phenologists place a sturdy lock on their cheese drawers at this time of year, or forego cheese altogether. The ugly: the average temp this month is about 68, about 4 degrees warmer than normal. Scientists attribute most of this warmth to the fact that it’s a presidential election year.
Song of the day: The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain: The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly