Yesterday’s Phenology: It was much like a nice fall day yesterday. The high temperature was about 3 in the morning, in the low 50s, and the temp just gradually dropped from there throughout the day. Some would call the day “gloomy” but I liked the dark clouds moving through, they had character and forboding. It rained a bit on my way home from work, and the temp is just 33 now as I head to bed. A cold foggy night ahead. Will we get a frost?
Song of the day: Grateful Dead, Cold Rain and Snow
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
Yesterday’s Phenology: It felt like a fall day. Temps in the 40s and overcast, a bit foggy in the morning. Rained the night before for quite awhile. Maybe things will green up soon?
Song of the day: Simon and Garfunkel, A Hazy Shade of Winter
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
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, we return to winter. About 4 inches of snow or so on the ground this morning, and, what with daylight saving’s time beginning, we are plunged back into early morning darkness. Such is life. Nothing lasts. The early morning snow was very good for displaying animal tracks, though, in actuality, it was only squirrels running from tree to tree. But squirrels are all right. They could be worse. The pond by work is all frozen over again and snow covered. And I had to dig the snow blower out after work to clear the sidewalks. But really, it was just a bit of a dusting. Can’t complain about 4 inches of snow in March. We’ve seen worse.
Beautiful big full moon this morning, in the dark blue morning sky. Kind of magical up there.
Song of the day: Duke Ellington, C Jam Blues
Yesterday’s Phenology: Ahh, the theater of the seasons. It started off cold and cloudy. Stayed cloudy, but warmed up a bit. First snowflakes were spotted about 1, and then it snowed pretty much the afternoon. Came down pretty good at times. Went for a long walk with Flynn in the snow. He enjoyed it more than me, I think. But it was pretty, and also nice and quiet. We got about 2 inches or so during the afternoon, and they say more will fall overnight. But that’s what they always say. Anytime a big storm hits a place, they always close the news story with that line. “More rain is expected.” The never say, “The sun will be coming out tomorrow, and all this snow will soon melt away.” What does this say about people? We like our weather stories to end with a note of despair? Such is our lot in life. More rain is expected.
The crows were out crowing about in the falling snow this afternoon. They seem to enjoy their lives. Perhaps, if we live good lives, we are reincarnated as crows.
Song of the day: Trip Shakespeare, Snow Days
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