Yesterday’s Phenology: It felt like a fall day. Temps in the 40s and overcast, a bit foggy in the morning. Rained the night before for quite awhile. Maybe things will green up soon?
Song of the day: Simon and Garfunkel, A Hazy Shade of Winter
Yesterday’s Phenology: overcast and a tiny bit warmer. Almost not measurably warmer, but still, a bit warmer. And a bit rainy in the late afternoon. A little rain will be good.
Song of the day: Duke Ellington, It Don’t Mean a Thing
Yesterday’s Phenology: Positively nice. Mid 50s. Magical disappearance of most of pond ice and snow scraps. Cardinals and Red-winged blackbirds singing their morning songs.
Song of the day: Sheryl Crow, Everyday Is A Winding Road
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cold winter day. Partly cloudy. Chickadees flitting about, and a flicker calling it’s weird call. Sounds like a dog toy, a bit. Cold. Eight degrees as I walked Flynn this morning. Wasn’t it in the 60s, recently?
Song of the day: Billie Holiday, Duke Ellington, Don’t Explain
Yesterday’s Phenology: Shades of Winter! Five lonely degrees outside when I went to work yesterday morning. And it stayed cold and grey throughout the day. Took a couple walks around the pond, and Melissa and I heard the ice singing on the pond. I’m not sure what was going on, but it sounded either like a.) a volley of photon torpedoes, or b.) a sheet of metal being shook. And also there was a big cracking noise too, at one point. The ice was, at this time, a very large sheet floating out on the pond, covering most of the pond but not the area around the shore. I think the wind was making the ice rise and fall, and that was making the “singing” sound (as Melissa described it) and also the big cracking sound, (as I described it.) When I went out again later the ice was forming in all the areas that had been open water just a few hours earlier (it was cold yesterday. It still is cold, I guess.) and everything was still, and the only thing that was singing was the geese and ducks. If you can call that singing. Anyway, it was a good day for Phenology. The day of the singing ice.
Song of the day: Singing Ice
I saw this Red-winged Blackbird about a week ago. He eyed me curiously, no doubt thinking that the photographers were out early this year.
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another windy day – perhaps not as windy as yesterday, but a bit cooler, Mostly sunny. Squirrels by the lake are gathering chunks of ice to store for the hot summer months.
Song of the day: Joni Mitchell, You Turn Me on I’m a Radio
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, another darn nice day. Temp up in the mid 60s for the afternoon. Overcast much of the day, and a short thunderstorm in the early evening. What could be nicer? Took the day off work, ran errands, and Flynn took me out for a walk thrice. Saw cardinals, heard flickers and, of course, crows. Nice.
Song of the day: Paul Simon, An American Tune