Weather pulse
Monday, 20 November 2023
I confess that this camellia photo is from the other day; today was overcast and no rain…yet. Rain is due to arrive in the wee hours. Not surprisingly, I’m more worried about the predicted winds.
Monday, 20 November 2023
I confess that this camellia photo is from the other day; today was overcast and no rain…yet. Rain is due to arrive in the wee hours. Not surprisingly, I’m more worried about the predicted winds.
Sunday, 12 November 2023
Murky day, which is fine: we need the rain…it also means the leaves are coming down down down.
Saturday, 11 November 2023
Most of the plants are “happy” to have today’s drippy rain. These are weighted by it…too much of a good thing? The annual precip deficit is slow to recover.
Friday, 3 November 2023
Yesterday I changed my walking style, in the sense that I walked in the sunshine rather than avoiding it. Yup, I wanted the heat.
Speaking of change, here’s some not-yet-changed. This is a ginkgo and it still is sporting its leaves.
Thursday, 2 November 2023
This is why the down duvet is on the bed and the heat is on (not much, but some).
Here’s Ella’s happy forecast. We’re both looking forward to the “gorgeous” weekend.
Thursday, 12 October 2023
Two days ago we got an impulse to go north. We left in a light rain, and this was the edge of the weather mass. All sunshine after this.
I don’t usually show license plates, but this one begged to be included here.
The new phone/camera clearly takes better shots than the old equipment.
See, just look at today’s sunset (even after downsampling for this post).
OTRA = on the road again
Friday, 29 September 2023
We arose to dense fog. By the time we came across these wind turbines, just the up-tips were obscured.
Part of our route was along the present interstate incarnation of Route 66, and we found lovely displays in a rest area that included many metal logos.
The crowning event was socializing with a bride and groom and their loved ones at a pre-wedding barbecue at a brewery. Great combination! The B&G are both scientists, geneticists in fact. Perfect cupcake decoration, ¿no?
These three images are just a sample of the variety in our interesting experiences this day.
Thursday, 21 September 2023
The fog today was dense and lingered, and seemed like it must extend to the oceans, east and west.
I heard droplets falling from the trees for hours, and saw them festooning spiderwebs and asparagus fronds. Aesthetic.
By afternoon, the sunny, clear, and warm conditions made it seem impossible that the morning had been fog-shrouded. It became so dry that I raked leaves under the maple, and now the compost pile is so large that I have too little “green” to temper that amount of “brown.” First world problem.
Monday, 18 September 2023
As the light increased, looming cloud-cover muted the beauty and I knew the ground fog would not appear. Yet, it was very still, no breeze, so I went to the lake before coffee (again) to see the mirror-lake.
The stillness began over a day ago, so that my new tracks and my old tracks co-existed. That is rare—that no waves erase tracks at the water’s edge in days. [You can’t see it, but the lake is just out of this image, left.]
The rest of the day I was in the cottage or doing outdoor chores nearby or in the field. The ferns by the door a fading, and I clipped some brown fronds, but left others that were merely brownING, as I often find the full pruning saddening…it means autumn and our exit is looming.
Saturday, 16 September 2023
Every day is different. Trite, you may be thinking. Also, it’s true.