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
Yesterday’s Phenology: Just plain hot. I checked weather.com in the mid afternoon: “95.4 degrees. Feels like 114.” Well, I don’t know if I’d go that far, but there was an awful lot of sunshine out there that rather discouraged outdoor activities. Tomorrow should be more pleasant. But no rain is in sight.
Song of the day: The Temptations, I Wish it Would Rain
Yesterday’s Phenology: Big storms last night, everywhere around here but not here. Here the lawns are turning brown. We had a little thunder last night, and a little wind, and a little rain. Not much. We could use some rain.
Song of the Day, Chuck Berry, Maybellene
Yesterday’s Phenology: Fledgling birds are often found out of their nests this time of year. Apparently it’s best to leave them where they are, as their parents are still looking after them, even though they might be hopping about on the ground and vulnerable to all sorts of mayhem. Apparently it’s an important state of development. If they survive it.
Meanwhile, another perfect summer day, mostly cloudy, scattered sprinkles, a breeze from the north and a high of 72.
Song of they day: Charlie Parker, Bird of Paradise
Yesterday’s Phenology: Picture perfect day. Upper 60s and sunny. Visited Eloise Butler wildflower garden. I won’t go into details, but many little wildflowers are up and open for business. You’ll see some pictures soon.
Song of the day: Meade Lux Lewis, Honky Tonk Train Blues
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: Another good day, overcast and cool. Maybe a few sprinkles in the evening, maybe a little sunshine. Seagulls wheeling in the sky, making a racket. May have been Parking Lot Gulls, actually.
Song of the day: Sarah Vaughan, Black Coffee
Yesterday’s Phenology: Sunny and a bit breezy, up in the 50s, I believe. The geese around the lake are surly today. In the evening, a beautiful moon and silver ribbons of clouds.
Song of the day: Sonny Rollins trio, Weaver of Dreams
Yesterday’s phenology: an overcast day, temps in the upper 40s, nary a drop of sunlight to be seen. Green shoots are busy shooting up.
Song of the day: Tom Waits, Underground
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: 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: I had limited contact with the day. It didn’t snow, for a change, but morning and evening were cold, and now it’s getting colder, -10 territory. And a little breeze to cool us down. The crows don’t seem to notice. They seem particularly happy in the winter, which seems a little odd. But they do kind of have the run of the place now.
Song of the Day: David Byrne, Naive Melody
Yesterday’s Phenology: Bright winter sun, a nice day. Notalotta melting going on here. Temp in the 20s? Squirrels are throwing nuts at pedestrians, as they do every new year’s eve. Darn squirrels!
Song of the Day, Pink Floyd, Time
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
Newly Discovered by Archaeologists: thousands of years ago, at the dawn of the TV age, there was a thriving village on this ancient site…
Yesterday’s Phenology: Winter may be here. The temperature hovered in the low upper mid teens today, but the 20 – 30 mph winds made it seem more like zero. Dry little snow flakes flew by occasionally, as if to emphasize the fact that it was pretty darn cold and windy. In the late afternoon a brilliantly bright object appeared briefly in the sky. Many fell to their knees in wonderment or fear. But then the clouds came back and life went back to normal. The radio weather guy said something to the effect that there is an endless supply of very cold weather coming our way.
Song of the Day: Bob Dylan – Boots Of Spanish Leather
Yesterday’s Phenology: The days are all blending together, a long gray line. Cloudy skies and slightly above freezing again yesterday. Just like the day before, and the day before, and the day before.
Song of the Day: Jack Teagarden, What Did I Do to Be So Black and Blue
Yesterday’s Phenology: a grey breezy day in the mid 50s again. Not a lotta sunshine today. There are rumors of rain and perhaps a slush storm, but today wasn’t bad.
Song of the day: Steve Miller Band, Livin’ in the USA
That’s a vintage B-25, I believe.
Yesterday’s phenology. Overcast and chilly. I’ve noticed that a lot of the red leaves have fallen from the trees. At least up in the Maplewood area. At least, around the pond near where I work. At least, in the little area that I looked at today. How’s that for phenology?
Song of the day: Bonnie Raitt, Bluebird
Yesterday’s phenology – cool and clear, a thin carpet of leaves on the ground.
Song of the day: Question Mark and the Mysterians: 96 Tears