object study

merry christmas!

picture is from a little video I shot in 2002, so long ago…

song of the day, Merv Griffin, Christmas City

today’s early morning phenology: gray skies, fog, 31 degrees, icy.


Louis Armstrong

Song of the day, Louis Armstrong, I’ll be glad when you’re dead you rascal you

Phenology update:

We draw ever closer to the longest night of the year. Just six days away. How to celebrate the longest night, that is the question. Might be a good night for old Jazz and a toddy.
The sky is gray slate today, and the temp didn’t top 10. A perfect day for making luminaries, and so three buckets of water are out nestled in the snow, doing their thing. How long til they are just right? It’s always a guessing game. I’ll test before bed tonight. Perhaps morning will be better. Or perhaps in the morning they will be frozen solid. Meanwhile, there’s a rumpus of bunny tracks in the yard, and there was a cardinal at the bird-feeder, looking disappointed at the offerings. Crows seem to be enjoying themselves. They are totally raucous.
Today was also a good day to take the Xmas tree out into the yard to shake the dust off. The neighbors may have thought it curious, me out in the yard, swinging our Christmas tree over my head. Well, let ’em talk. It’s a Christmas tradition. What of it?
I’m keeping my eye on the Big Lake up north. Big chunks of ice bobbing about in the swells, but still mostly liquid. The lighthouse seems stalwart and reassuring in the foggy winter morning.


Parliament

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.


Speedhound

20190421_185800 - Speedhound c fr sm - mtpmcg

Song of the day, Simon and Garfunkel, The 59th Street Bridge Song


lost heart

 

Song of the day, Chet Baker, My Funny Valentine


ductwork is our business

Song of the day, JImmie Lunceford And His Orchestra, Rhythm is our Business


type

Song of the day: Tommy Tutone, 567-5309

Today’s Phenology:

Grey sky, gray snow, and gray spirits.
A typical January day, minus 11 inches of snow and plus 12 degrees. Squirrels seen sunning themselves on rocks.