Song of the day, George Harrison, the Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp
Today’s Pheonological Note:
Today’s Winter Storm Warning is bringing a day of snoraileet: snow, rain and sleet. Not a very good day for biking, alas. A very good day for bourbon and pie-baking, though. Winter officially began this year on the day before Thanksgiving, (known here traditionally as Wednesday,) when we got about 8 inches of wet snow, the kind known locally as “old shovelsticker.” Now that the snow is here, the big Maple in the front yard has commenced with the leaf drop. Bunny tracks are found in the new snow this morning, along with the less distinctive tracks of the Amazon delivery guy who dropped my package on the porch steps sometime late yesterday, where it sat in the cold and the dark all night long.
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cool cloudy summer day. High of about (exactly) 77. Robins, Cardinals, and Red-winged blackbirds, I heard. No sign of the Japanese Beatles on the trees by the pond. Yet.
Song of the day: Duke Ellington, Caravan
Yesterday’s Phenology: Fledgling birds are often found out of their nests this time of year. Apparently it’s best to leave them where they are, as their parents are still looking after them, even though they might be hopping about on the ground and vulnerable to all sorts of mayhem. Apparently it’s an important state of development. If they survive it.
Meanwhile, another perfect summer day, mostly cloudy, scattered sprinkles, a breeze from the north and a high of 72.
Song of they day: Charlie Parker, Bird of Paradise
Yesterday’s Phenology: A little taste of summer, with sunny sky and temp in the mid upper 70s. A little breezy as night fell.
Song of the day: Glen Campbell and the Cream, Sunshine of your Love
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cool cloudy spring day. Temp just nudged up to 50 degrees. Blue Jays are looking at things very critically, these days. They are vainglorious posers who are never around when there is real work to be done, but they love to complain about things.
Well, maybe they are not all like that.
Song of the day: Harry James and his Orchestra, When Your Lover Has Gone
Yesterday’s Phenology: This has been a pretty nice spring! This morning, in the 40s. Maybe it got up into the 50s today. Rained a lot in the morning, cloudy afternoon, and then more rain and a bit of thunder in the evening. Big buds are opening up everywhere.
Song of the day: Count Basie and his Orchestra, One O’Clock Jump
Yesterday’s Phenology: Unseemingly sunny and cheery out side. Temps in the upper 50s. Razorback pigs are shedding their winter coats, boots, and mittens as they root around in the alleys, looking for the early spring truffles, or whatever else they can find. Their melodious grunting and snuffling reminds us all that it’s springtime in the heartland and that we should ought to be enjoying it.
Song of the day: the Beatles, Taxman
Yesterday’s Phenology: A sunny start to the day, and a bit breezy. Sun glinting off the choppy waters of the Mississippi as I biked over the Lake Street Bridge. A couple hours later it had clouded over a bit, which kept the temperature down a bit. It was a cool tail-wind as I rode west back across the bridge. Robins squabbling in the yard this morning, and crocus blooming in the yard, and tulips coming up. Everything is happening fast. Snow drops persisting. Trees are budding out, but not much in the way of leaves yet. Cardinals calling each other. All sorts of birds about now.
Song of the day: Talking Heads, No Compassion
Yesterday’s Phenology: Sunny, with a cold nip in the air. Scattered remnant of recent snow fall reminds one a bit of winter, though here we are in March already. Late in the day a pack of crows mocked me in the back yard. I shook my fist at them. Didn’t help.
Song of the day: Bob Dylan, I Threw it All Away
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cold day. Seems to be a trend. Every January, seems to be cold in Minnesota. Today, -5 when I woke up. -31 in Hibbing. -39 in Crookston. I hate to think what the wind chill might have been up there. Makes -5 seem not so bad, like an early spring morning. A lack of new fallen snow was also welcome, and it was actually almost bright outside on my drive home from work. Perhaps this is the nadir of our winter?
Song of the day: James Taylor, Steamroller
Yesterday’s Phenology: I had limited contact with the day. It didn’t snow, for a change, but morning and evening were cold, and now it’s getting colder, -10 territory. And a little breeze to cool us down. The crows don’t seem to notice. They seem particularly happy in the winter, which seems a little odd. But they do kind of have the run of the place now.
Song of the Day: David Byrne, Naive Melody
Yesterday’s Phenology: Cold, but not real cold, and breezy, but not real breezy. Mostly sunny. (Deceptive.) Now that I think it over, there was a pretty cold wind coming from the North as I was walking the dog this afternoon. We peaked at 9 today, and are back near the zero mark right now. It’s a good thing that the days are getting longer, otherwise winter can just grind you down. The longer days give one hope.
Song of the Day: Cowboy Junkies, Sweet Jane
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, about 7 inches of snow, I guess, and about 4 or 5 degrees when I got up this morning and went out to clear snow. That was the high temp, probably. The day was sunny and cloudy and cold. Masses of sparrows are lined up at our bird feeder, waiting their turn. Now, as night moves on -9, and headed down towards -20 tonight. Reminding me of Christmases past, up north, where it always seemed to be -20 or so.
Song of the Day: Talking Heads, Take Me to the River
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another brief December day. Some very bright sunshine in the early morning, then clouded up. The snow hasn’t diminished much since it fell, but it has been pushed around quite a lot by the wind. A brisk -7 this morning, when I got up. I think it peaked at about 2 today, and it’s still two now. Two is nicer than -7, and much nicer than -20. There’s was a beautiful big full moon in the sky a couple nights ago, and still this morning. Also, sundogs, both yesterday and today. I think that means that spring is coming. Though they say we’ll be getting some snow this weekend, and a bit of cold weather as well.
Song of the Day: Trip Shakespeare, Snow Days (again.)
Yesterday’s Phenology: Winter is coming. It was perhaps in the mid 20s today, but a gusty cold wind made it seem more like single digits. Curiously enough, we also had cloudy skies all day, for about the 200th day in a row. (Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I like a cloudy day.) Global Clouding?
They are getting a blizzard out in NoDak and bits of NW Minnesota. Here we have cold and wind and a few stray flakes that have blown across the border. Temperature is dropping. Barometer is rising. We all know what that means.
Song of the Day: Janis Joplin, Get It While You Can
Yesterday’s phenology – cool and clear, a thin carpet of leaves on the ground.
Song of the day: Question Mark and the Mysterians: 96 Tears