These mysterious structures were built millions of years ago, perhaps, by ancient suburbanites of this locale. The local legends speak of something referred to only as “weenie-roasts.” What actually took place here, what purpose these small monolithic structures served, what happened to the forgotten tribes that used them for some long lost purpose… well, we may never know the true story. We are left with conjecture and imagination. Could this be the representation of an ancient spacecraft that landed here before recorded time? Or it is an igloo precursor, hewn from stone by long-lost technology? Or some sort of communication device? Or an early sauna? Or the beehive of the gods???
Song of the day: Theme from the X Files
Song of the day: Lyle Lovett, Summer Wind
Yesterday’s Phenology: Well, the phenology portion of our show has basically turned into a weather report. Not exactly what I had in mind. And so I may occasionally add phenology notes, but it’s not going to be on a daily basis. (Unless I start seeing actual Phenology on a daily basis, which seems unlikely.) Yesterday was a beautiful day, the morning was cool and the dew was a heavy layer of sparkle on the grass. In the afternoon there was a nice thunderstorm. I was mocked by blackbirds on my way to work.
Song of the day: Lyle Lovett, She’s Already Made Up Her Mind
Yesterday’s Phenology: A bit of a front moved through. Or something. Anyway it started raining in the early morning and rained most of the day. A good soaking.
Song of the day: Los Lobos, Will the Wolf Survive