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: Well, can’t say much about the day. Upper mid 30s, I guess. Puddley and still daylight when I got off work, though dark blue clouds were rolling through. Hence, no visible moon-venus-mars meetup tonight for me.
Song of the Day: Muddy Waters, You Can’t Lose What You Ain’t Never Had
Yesterday’s Phenology: a dusting of snow overnight made the morning bright and slippery. We took a late morning hike to the dogpark, and the sun came out and it was a beautiful January day there, for awhile. The temps skyrocketed up to break 40, and then the clouds moved in again and more precipitation, rain? snow? and more of the same tonight. There were rumors of eagles and owls at the dogpark, but no, none were seen. Saw a few crows, though, and bunny tracks in the new snow. And lots of dog tracks.
Song of the day: Bobbie Gentry, Ode to Billie Joe
Yesterday’s Phenology: A very bright object was seen in the sky over Minneapolis. Scientists tell us that this is called “the sun.” Presumably it is important, but today it was just annoyingly bright. It also created the illusion of warmth, though the temperatures stayed just about where they’ve been the last few days. So much for reputed importance of “the sun.” After the sun thing went down, there was a very pretty sliver of a moon in the western sky, with Mars nearby and Venus higher overhead. I guess there will be a Venus Mars Moon meetup on the 31st, watch for it in a sky near you.
Song of the day: The Cowboy Junkies, Blue Moon
Yesterday’s Phenology: 41 degrees. Heard a host of depressing climate news on the radio this afternoon. Earth’s hottest year on record. For the third year in a row. Good article on this in the New York Times. Bright sunny day. Another parade of crows in the evening, on my way home from work, hundreds of crows headed towards the river. Very lovely.
Song of the day: John Lee Hooker, Blues Before Sunrise
Yesterday’s Phenology: a grey, damp day, temps in the low mid 30s, and snow and ice half-heartedly melting, but not really trying very hard. The air was gray, probably not great air quality in the cities. A friend reported that she heard chickadees singing their spring song, but I only heard them coughing up there. With the January thaw approaching (Watch this space for tomorrow’s temps!) it makes me think that it’s time for the St. Paul Winter Carnival Ice Sculpture contest, the most exciting 15 minutes of the winter. Get there early if you hope to see them!
Song of the Day: Bill Evans, My Foolish Heart
Yesterday’s Phenology: Totally Minnesota. Totally January. Woke up to a rain/snow/freezing rain mixture that had the car coated in ice. A slow and careful commute to work. The plows had done some good work during the night. But then more snowing and blowing throughout most of the day, a couple of inches of dry powder. And then the sun came out and the temperature plummeted, from the mid 20s to the single digits, with -10 wind chill. Big beautiful moon out there, clean clear winter air. The snow is all lit up by moonlight. Saw an eagle swoop over the Lake Street Bridge on my way home, doing some hunting I suppose.
Song of the day: Tom Waits, All the World is Green