Song of the day: Bonnie Raitt, Angel from Montgomery
Song of the day: Patsy Cline, Walkin’ After Midnight
Yesterday’s Phenology: A good day for working in the yard; partly cloudy and warm with a cooling breeze. Not that you’d want to spend all day working in the yard. But, still, if that’s what you did, it was a good day for it. A little bit of thunder in the early evening as a cold front rolled through. A bit of rain and a huge rainbow. No pot of gold found this time, though.
Song of the day: Sakura, Cherry Blossoms
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, pretty darn nice. Got up to about 80 today, with a wee bit of breeze. A perfect day for working outside, dog walks, and a long bike ride. And a day off from work!
Song of the day: José Feliciano, Light My Fire
Yesterday’s Phenology: A cool and cloudy day. Nice looking clouds. They tried to rain a bit, and managed to do so, here and there. Temp topped out at 60. Nice.
Song of the day: Jackson Browne, Rock me on the Water
Yesterday’s Phenology: Perfect spring day; rain a bit in the morning, cool and cloudy throughout the day, with moments of rain or drizzle. Probably stayed in the 40s all day. Another good day for reading, bookstores, coffeeshops, and more reading.
Song of the day: Riley Lee, Sanctuary
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cool cloudy spring day. Temp just nudged up to 50 degrees. Blue Jays are looking at things very critically, these days. They are vainglorious posers who are never around when there is real work to be done, but they love to complain about things.
Well, maybe they are not all like that.
Song of the day: Harry James and his Orchestra, When Your Lover Has Gone
Yesterday’s Phenology: This has been a pretty nice spring! This morning, in the 40s. Maybe it got up into the 50s today. Rained a lot in the morning, cloudy afternoon, and then more rain and a bit of thunder in the evening. Big buds are opening up everywhere.
Song of the day: Count Basie and his Orchestra, One O’Clock Jump
Yesterday’s Phenology: Unseemingly sunny and cheery out side. Temps in the upper 50s. Razorback pigs are shedding their winter coats, boots, and mittens as they root around in the alleys, looking for the early spring truffles, or whatever else they can find. Their melodious grunting and snuffling reminds us all that it’s springtime in the heartland and that we should ought to be enjoying it.
Song of the day: the Beatles, Taxman
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: A nice spring day. Sunny, mostly, and a bit breezy. Not warm enough to kill all the snow, though. First robin of spring? Check.
Song of the day: The Mamas and the Papas, Monday Monday
Yesterday’s Phenology: cloudy and cool to start, but then the sun came out, blinding the local populace, but warming things up a bit, i.e., mid 40s, perhaps? Little bits of snow dot the landscape. Flickers and cardinals are claiming their territories.
Song of the day: Joni Mitchell, Free Man in Paris
One from the archives, Oct 2012, Jason Hackenwerth’s balloon sculpture at the Weisman Museum, U of M
Yesterday’s Phenology: It was an okay March day. Kind of cold and kind of windy, but at least it was unremittingly gray, nary a peep of old man sol. A bit of drizzle now and the, perhaps in the low low low 40s. The pond is frozen over again, but for a few open spots, where ducks and geese paddle about. We’re coming up on the first day of spring, and nary a robin has yet been spotted. Perhaps tomorrow?
Song of the day: Topol, If I were a Rich Man
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, as you might suspect, after a day in the 60s and thunderstorms, the temperature dropped last night and I woke up to a dusting of snow on the ground. Minnesota. The day started off gray and then morphed to partly cloudy, and the temp got up into the 40s, I think, but the big story was the wind, it was windy all day, very windy, 30 – 45 mph winds. The clouds were all dramatic and fast moving. It was an interesting day. The geese around the pond, and the crows, seemed to be enjoying the strong winds. Like they were having fun up there.
Song of the day: Paul Simon, American Tune, 2015
Yesterday’s Phenology: A march sort of day. Sunny, and a bit warmer, but breezy, so a bit colder. That sort of day. Went for a long walk with Flynn in the afternoon, and was followed by a murder of crows, perhaps about a hundred or so, a boisterous lot. We pretended to ignore them, as they were dying for our attention. I may also have seen a hawk, also ignoring the crows as best he could. Though the last few days have been not so cold, there are still scraps of snow here and there to remind us of winter.
Song of the day: Dean Glenn Hubbard, Every Breath You Take
Yesterday’s Phenology: Sunny 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
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 degrees, 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
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, about 7 inches of snow, I guess, and about 4 or 5 degrees when I got up this morning and went out to clear snow. That was the high temp, probably. The day was sunny and cloudy and cold. Masses of sparrows are lined up at our bird feeder, waiting their turn. Now, as night moves on -9, and headed down towards -20 tonight. Reminding me of Christmases past, up north, where it always seemed to be -20 or so.
Song of the Day: Talking Heads, Take Me to the River
This Shakespere fellow is up on the outside of the Sheldon Theater in Redwing. It kind of looks like he’s doing time up there.
Yesterday’s Phenology: A beautiful October day; sunny and in the mid 50s. Seemed a little bit breezy in the later afternoon. Needed to scrape ice of the car windows in the morning, which is never fun in the pre-dawn dark. Or ever, really. I’ve been looking extra hard for phenology the last couple days, but there’s not much to report. We are getting the last raspberries out of our garden, and they are very good. Same with the kale. Have we finished putting the winter storm windows up? No, we haven’t.
Song of the day: Joe Cocker, With a Little Help from my Friends
Yesterday’s Phenology: Very pretty morning, sunrise coming up over the pond, through the bare trees. Then cloudy. 50s. Looked vaguelly like rain or perhaps sleet, but didn’t.
Song of the Day: the Beatles, She’s a Woman
Yesterday’s phenology: Dark and rainy morning. Flynn did not enjoy our morning walk, in the dark, in the rain. 10 hours and 25 minutes of daylight, and I think I was at work for 8 of those. A month ago we were at 11 hours and 56 minutes. A month from now we’ll be at 9 hours and 9 minutes, and Thanksgiving will be over, and we’ll be listening to Christmas music while huddled around candles in the cold and the dark.
Song of the day: David Bromberg, Dehlia
Yesterday’s phenology: A windy fall day, but the leaves, while brightly colored, are reluctant to fly from the trees yet. Soon though. Because winter is coming. Today, though, was a bit warmer. Nice to see the wind blowing across the pond, kicking up little wind patterns. The geese around the pond seem more sullen than usual today. And there is a lot of them. Hitchcock’s The Birds might not have been so scary if he had focused on geese. They are big and they are surly, but they just don’t look really threatening, somehow. Especially when they are waddling in your direction. Anyway, he didn’t use geese, and the movie was a hit, so there you go. I wonder if I can just go a whole year with just talking about geese phenology. Well, probably not, as they are a bit scarce in December/January.
A very pretty evening, with clouds racing across a nearly full moon.
Song of the day: Richard Thompson – Oops, I Did it Again
Yesterday’s Phenology: The Good: We saw a little family of Wood Ducks down by the pond yesterday; we didn’t have so many Wood Ducks last year, but word has spread about how nice it is here, I guess, and this year there’s quite a few of these fetching wee birds. Also, I’ve noted that the sumac is starting to be more visibly changing around town. Vivid splashes of red invigorate the landscape and warn of the coming winter. The bad: mice are starting to scout out holes in foundations, open porch doors or open windows, or for keys hidden in the yard under rocks. This is the time of year when mice enter their Cheese Frenzy, and these wee beasties will stop at nothing to get into your house, where they will then mount an assault on the cheese drawer of your fridge. Wise phenologists place a sturdy lock on their cheese drawers at this time of year, or forego cheese altogether. The ugly: the average temp this month is about 68, about 4 degrees warmer than normal. Scientists attribute most of this warmth to the fact that it’s a presidential election year.
Song of the day: The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain: The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly