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Minneapolis, 27 May 2020

 

Song of the day, Erik Satie, Gnossienne No. 4


yet another north shore sunrise

Song of the day, Bruce Cockburn, Wondering Where the Lions Are


sunny start

Song of the day, Sly and the Family Stone, Everybody is a Star

Phenology note: dark these days. And cold. This time of year, water will freeze solid if left outdoors unattended.


A superior sunrise – september

Life is good on the North Shore.

Song of the day, Ravi Shankar & Yehudi Menuhin, Prabhati


under the elm at powderhorn park

 

Song of the day: Seals and Crofts, Summer Breeze


mid-march moon

Song of the day: Creedence Clearwater Revival, Bad Moon Rising


tettegouche, where the river meets the lake

Song of the day: Warrior Meditation, Shakuhachi and the Sea


Lake Superior, Grand Marais

 

Song of the day: The Arcs, Lake Superior


early morning, walking to the dog park

Song of the day: Miyata Kohachiro, Honshirabe


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Song of the day: Paul Simon, Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes


Wisconsin farm

Yesterday’s Phenology: Another day full of sun. Hit 93 in the afternoon. Little movement by local phenology, or phenologists. Thunderstorm passing north of Maplewood in the early morning shed some dramatic lightning bolts, but what rain there was was over there.

Song of the day: John Mellencamp, Crumblin’ Down


One from the Archives, October 2016, cloudy moon

Yesterday’s Phenology: Oh, for the cool spring weather. How I miss it. 84 degrees and, yes, sunny today. Very sunny, very warm. Big birds flying across the sky today, egrets or herons, one lake to another. Very graceful.

Song of the day: Blind Faith, Can’t Find My Way Home


one last spring sunrise

Yesterday’s Phenology: A bit of a change of pace: it was sunny all day. We had something akin to snow-blindness. The sun: it’s very bright. We seized the opportunity presented by sun and a day off of work, and went to the dog park, where the water was high, and getting higher. Not as many dogs, it being a Monday, but pleasant none the less. Unidentified birds up in the trees, hiding behind leaves. It stayed cool throughout the day, in the 60s, with a bit of a breeze. A pretty nice day.

Song of the day: Paul Simon, Was a Sunny Day


the crow flies over the moon

Yesterday’s Phenology: Pleasant enough. Cool and sunny morning. As the day wore on the offices warmed up. Had an afternoon meeting in a conference room that was a bit too warm. Don’t think we’ve hit air conditioning season yet, but it won’t be long now. Overcast in the evening, and now, as I prepare for bed, some lightning and thunder and, I assume, precipitation. Very pleasant hearing rain on the roof as one drifts off to sleep.

Song of the day: The Monkees, Daily Nightly


morning commute

Yesterday’s Phenology: Mostly a perfect day, temp in the 60s, sunny, beautiful. Only problem was the gusty wind coming out of the west, during my bike ride in particular. Still great time of year for birdwatching, though that won’t last much longer, as things are greening up. Saw a pair of kingfishers at the dogpark this morning. Heard a lot of cardinals and flickers, but saw nary a flicker, not a one.

Song of the day: Paul Kantner, Grace Slick, Sunfighter


sunny day

Yesterday’s Phenology: Very nice day; dog park in the morning was warm enough and mostly sunny. Lots of woodpeckers and cardinals at the dogpark, and a large raptor circling overhead, which I’m not sure what it was, but perhaps an osprey? Not an eagle. I don’t think a hawk, either. Very large, circling very gracefully. I’m not so good at identifying these raptors from below. Maybe it was a Condor? (kidding.) Very cool. Elsewhere on the Phenology front, the temp was probably in the upper 60s today, and we had a short thunderstorm in the late afternoon that dropped a lot of rain for about 15 minutes. Passing showers later on. Should get things greening up a bit.

Song of the Day: Paul Simon, Run That Body Down


early morning commute

Yesterday’s Phenology: A cool and overcast day. Have I mentioned that robins are everywhere? And cardinals? And that the Red-winged blackbirds are singing up a storm? I wonder where these guys spend their winters? This is prime birdwatching season, before all the leaves come out. Birds are on display.

Song of the day: Charlie Parker Quintet at Birdland, Ornithology


the clouds and the crows

Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, a grand day it was, if you like a little chill and a lot of clouds and a bit of mist and wood smoke in the air. Took a nice long walk with wee Flynn, we are not the speediest of pairs, with me stopping to take pictures now and again, and him needing to examine every tree and light pole and clump of grass and bit of hedge and so on and so forth. Still, we had a grand old time. Flickers mocked us from over head, we ne’er saw a one, but we saw a number of the cardinals and a bossy blue jay, and all the usual little brown ones, and crows and a stray sea gull. Lots of green shoots poking their heads up, and the grass is trying to green up a bit. Aye, tis Spring all right.

Song of the day:  Simon and Garfunkel, At the Zoo


stormy weather

Yesterday’s Phenology: A sunny chilly day. The temperature hung in the low 30s throughout the day, and there was an obnoxious breeze. Still, for March, it could be worse.

Song of the day, Lena Horne, Stormy Weather


crows in control

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


Winter of the Crows – 18

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Yesterday’s Phenology: Again, mid 50s. Are those snow clouds over there? Crows tell us nothing.

Song of the day: Tim O’Brien, Dirk Powell, John Herrmann – Songs From The Mountain, The Blackest Crow


Winter of the Crows – 9

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When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.
Yesterday’s Phenology: 48 degrees or so today. Yup. 13th of February and 48 degrees. Some of the nearby lakes, the ice is starting to look suspicious. Beautiful evening for a dog walk. With the moon not yet up, and only patchy clouds, the air seemed very clean and you could see a lot of stars and planets from the backyard. Venus is quite bright in the evening sky, Mars a bit less bright. Orion was up in the Southeast, with Sirius. Very beautiful night.
Song of the day: Nina Simone, Blackbird

Winter of the Crows – 4

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Yesterday’s Phenology: The Return of Winter. Temperature sunk down to 1 lonely degree this morning. Sunny, and warmed up to double digits, but now sinking back down for another cold night.

Poetry Corner: (Wallace Stevens, Continued…)

IV
A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one.
Song of the Day: Kelly Joe Phelps, The Black Crow Keeps Flying

winter of the crows – 3

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Yesterday’s Phenology: I miss having little animal notes to share in my phenology notes, but:

a. I don’t see many little animals

b. I don’t get out enough

c. When I do get out, I don’t see many little animals.

Yesterday started off with a dismal gray drizzle fog, which made for very slippery conditions indeed, as the temperatures slowly descended through the day. The streets were generally not terrible, perhaps due to accumulated salt residue, but the sidewalks were patchy and treacherous, and I very nearly lost my footing a couple of times. A steady breeze blew down from the NW, and the sky was clearing a bit in the evening.

Poetry Corner (Wallace Stevens Continued):

III
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.
Song of the day: Charlie Hicks, As the Crow Flies