Yesterday’s Phenology: A sunny start to the day, and a bit breezy. Sun glinting off the choppy waters of the Mississippi as I biked over the Lake Street Bridge. A couple hours later it had clouded over a bit, which kept the temperature down a bit. It was a cool tail-wind as I rode west back across the bridge. Robins squabbling in the yard this morning, and crocus blooming in the yard, and tulips coming up. Everything is happening fast. Snow drops persisting. Trees are budding out, but not much in the way of leaves yet. Cardinals calling each other. All sorts of birds about now.
Song of the day: Talking Heads, No Compassion
Yesterday’s Phenology: A very nice spring day. Probably got up into the upper 50s, and the wind died down, so it was actually almost warm out there. The wee snow-drop flowers are a-coming up in the garden, seems to be a few more than in previous years. Crows still rule the sky, but I did see a flicker, singing an odd song. Maybe it wasn’t a flicker. I’ll have to check the film.
Song of the day: The Drifters, On Broadway
Yesterday’s Phenology: Ahhh, February. Maybe it was in the 30s today, but it felt a bit colder. Cloudy but bright. Didn’t crack freezing; sidewalks have patchy ice. Crows flit from tree to tree, calling and heckling. Clouds broke up a bit in the evening, caught glimpses of the moon and Venus.
Song of the Day: Antonio Vivaldi, Winter
Yesterday’s Phenology: The temperatures been hovering between 32 and 33 for about the last 20 hours, and the sky has been overcast since 2016, it seems. But today seemed a bit colder than yesterday (and I guess it was a couple of degrees colder.) And they sky seemed darker and the gloom that landed with a thud on 20 January has only deepened. Occasional couples of geese fly over the house, headed for the river. They cheer me up, their pristine goosiness.
Song of the Day: John Lee Hooker, I’ll Never Get Out of These Blues Alive
Yesterdays Phenology: Another March day, with a dirty grey sky and temps that stayed in the mid-30’s all day long.
Saw some crows today.
Song of the Day: Bootsy Collins, If 6 Was 9
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another cold day. Seems to be a trend. Every January, seems to be cold in Minnesota. Today, -5 when I woke up. -31 in Hibbing. -39 in Crookston. I hate to think what the wind chill might have been up there. Makes -5 seem not so bad, like an early spring morning. A lack of new fallen snow was also welcome, and it was actually almost bright outside on my drive home from work. Perhaps this is the nadir of our winter?
Song of the day: James Taylor, Steamroller
Yesterday’s Phenology: Again, a couple of inches of snow during the night, and a couple inches during the day, after which it cleared and got cold. Beautiful big moon in the sky tonight, but not officially “full” until tomorrow morning. Speaking unofficially, it’s full. It would have been a fine day to stay home and drink tea and have scones. I hope someone got to do that today.
Song of the Day: Talking Heads, This Must Be the Place