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the Ritz Theater, Mpls, Peter the Starcatcher

Yesterday’s Phenology: Back into the 40s, and back into the clouds. Overcast, calm, looked like it wanted to rain. Another month of above average temperatures. That’s 19 months in a row, here, that we’ve had above average temperatures.

Song of the day: Harry Richman, Putting on the Ritz

 


monday at the dogpark

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Yesterday’s Phenology: Cold. Mostly due to the wind. Sunny bright. Got up into the low 20s today, but the wind brought it down by about 10 or so.

Song of the Day: The Shangri-Las, Remember (Walking in the Sand)


and now, today’s headlines…

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Yesterday’s Phenology: ┬áSunny and cold(er). What was it, maybe 17 today? Yes, 17. Again, wildlife is staying under cover. A brisk little wind made that a good idea.

Song of the Day: Charles Mingus, Better Git it in Your Soul


the Castle has fallen

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Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cheery gray day, temps hovering in the mid 20s, a little breeze making it feel a little chillier than that. I was thinking about the birds that I’ve seen so far this year. The bird list has kind of come to a standstill. Geese and crows. Crows and geese. Crows and crows. Sparrows at the bird feeder. Deep, we are deep down in the January doldrums.

Song of the day: John Lee Hooker, Blues Before Sunrise


“The more I learn about people, the more I like my dog.”

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Mark Twain said that. This is a good time to spend some time with your dog.

Yesterday’s Phenology: More gray damp somewhat melting weather. Got up to 38 today. Heard a woodpecker tentatively pecking a bit while on the morning walk. Saw it climbing about in the branches. He looked dissatisfied. Perhaps a bit early for real pecking.

Song of the day: Creedence Clearwater Revival, Fortunate Son


candle

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Yesterday’s Phenology: A suitably morose day, gray and depressing, with a heavy mist stinking of discouragement, disappointment, and dismay. The temp peaked at about 37 today, but there was a cold chill in the air as darkness descends.

Song of the Day: Bob Dylan, A Hard Rain’s a Gonna Fall


funeral torch, art institute

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Yesterday’s Phenology: the start of the January thaw? When I woke up in was about 5 degrees, but when we left the house about 1ish it was up to about 30┬ádegrees, and we ended up sneaking up above freezing, up to 33 degrees. Needless to say, there was widespread enthusiasm for this. Bermuda shorts were out and the young folk were tossing frisbees in the parks. A nice sunny day, reminding us of what things can be like on occasion.

The Art Institute was crowded today, it being the last day for the Martin Luther show. I missed it.

Song of the Day: Orff, O Fortuna