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hunkered down crows

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


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 night with crows

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


just passing through

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


First Red-winged Blackbird of 2017

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


back in fly-over land

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