Sunday, 25 September 2022
I’ve been watching the creeping color change in the trees, especially the maples. This is my sample maple. Actually, it’s the closest to the cottage, and the easiest to monitor. [I record that bit of spatial bias for scientific honesty.]
Saturday, 24 September 2022
Against my expections, we didn’t have rain most of the day, although the sky was overcast, and the lake stirred up by the wind, enough to make the water turbid. Still, not terribly cold.
Friday, 23 September 2022
Today was another morning I was seduced by the combo of ground fog and bright sun, plus a bonus blue, blue sky. So glad to have this trio as there’ll be rain for the next three-four days, according to my app. Can’t say the garden really needs it, as we’re (sadly) moving into the waning days of garden production. Last night was cold, at least in the 30s, and I’m sure there was frost here and there, but not in this spot. [Spatial] Variability reigns…until it doesn’t.
Thursday, 22 September 2022
I basked in today’s solar gain, which was tempered by the high temps being in windy-breezy 50s. Overnight will reach 41°F, if my app is correct. Sunny is great, but low 40s are super-brrrrrr in contrast (not totally, however).
Tonight should bring on the fall color in the maples, etc., I’m thinking.
Tuesday, 20 September 2022
While the Pacific spawned Typhoon Nanmadol, and the Atlantic Hurricane Fiona, both active today (along with an earthquake in Mexico and I don’t know what else worldwide), here it was breezy and sunny—just a gorgeous autumn day.
In fact, it was so pleasant we went to town, used the laundro for two big loads, and hung them out. All before noon. During the half-hour when the washers are busy, we scoot down the alley to a groc store (under fourth-generation ownership—small town), get a few necessities, and return to unload the washers and head home. We are efficient.
Sunday, 18 September 2022
When the morning begins this overcast, with ground fog, I figure there’s a good chance it’ll never get sunny.
So, I captured this kind of sunny.
Then, the weather changed, and it did get sunny. Now, however, I can hear thunder in the distance, although my watch-weather indicates there’ll be no rain tonight.
Hah. Using old-fashioned science, I stuck my nose out and, joke’s on me, it is raining.
Thursday, 15 September 2022
I’m calling this a shadow selfie. Except my shadow, on the lower trunk, is vague. So, rather a failure. [Very warm early morning light—so golden and special—and enough that the shadow should be more obvious. And now, as darkness arrives, it’s lightly raining.
Wednesday, 14 September 2022
Windless nights yield heavy dew, and, even if a wind kicks up when the sun comes, the grass stays wet for a long time. Backlit dewdrops are gems.
Despite most of the leaves still being green, a few have become dramatic harbingers of changes to come.
Monday, 12 September 2022
When I looked at the forecast for today yesterday, and even this morning, I thought it would be rainy all day. Actually, it was overcast and wet, and there was rain, but much of the day was without.
Anyway, we’re in the autumn mushroom season—which does not include morels or boletus, which I would eat, but I don’t know if this kind is edible, so I photoed and left it for turtles or whatever non-humans might dine on it.
Sunday, 28 August 2022
The humidity still haunts us when we begin outdoor chores in the morning, although less so before the sun gets strong. My shirt was wet through after twenty-five minutes of stump-grubbing. By mid-afternoon when I headed to the beach for a lake-bath (see above), I saw the clouds changing, and now it’s raining, so: 100% humidification.