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January: The Dog Course

Song of the day: Bruce Cockburn, High Winds, White Sky

Today’s Phenology: Temperature hovering around freezing for the last several days, leading to minor snow melt and some ice in places. Sun is neglecting us. Landscape is varying shades of white. Foxes and/or coyotes spotted on neighborhood security cameras. Many bunny tracks in the yard. Eagle spotted riding the winds over the river, looking for dinner. Crows dominate the bare trees. A damp cold that creeps into your bones. Sunday evening always feels like sunday evening, a school night, the end of control over time. The clock is ticking.


autumn drama

Song of the day, Nina Simone, Wild is the Wind

Phenological note: December thaw. 47 degrees today? Expect to see people out in their bermuda shorts and flip-flops. Our snow cover will be rapidly diminishing, and the ice houses out on Lake Pepin make me worry. I noticed that yesterday was a bit longer than the day before, so things are looking up, and the optimists among us consider December 22nd as the first true day of spring. Can baseball be far behind?


yet another north shore sunrise

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


small wonders

song of the day, Beethoven 9, Chicago Symphony Orchestra, Riccardo Muti


under the elm at powderhorn park

 

Song of the day: Seals and Crofts, Summer Breeze


March Moon

Song of the day, Cat Stevens, Moonshadow


mid-march moon

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