Sunday, 9 October 2022
The solar news is that despite temps maxing in the low 50s, we had enough sun that the porch was warm warm warm, so I opened it to let the heated air into the cottage. All yay.
Now, it’s dark, and the full moonlight is streaming into the eastern windows and we are lit again. Very happily. Even though it’s without toastiness.
Saturday, 8 October 2022
Definitely not a beach day. Temps began about 34°F, and got up to all of perhaps 51°F when the sun was out mid- to late-afternoon…complete with clouds and breezes. Still, we celebrated mint-choc chip ice cream and low-carb choc-chip cookies (with no wheat flour), the latter courtesy of our fine baker-neighbor.
Thursday, 6 October 2022
You may be wondering if I put that leaf there. I did not. Serendipity touched my day several times in joyous ways—like this pretty leaf in an artistic location.
However, the weather is changing and tomorrow may be more slog than serendipity. I’ve been braced for this for several weeks, and now it’s coming.
Thursday, 29 September 2022
While the weather is torturing Florida, here the sun arrived after a cool, clear, and brr cold night. It’s a weather upturn, good times for a while. And this barberry branch, down on the bottom of the plant, is sporting fall colors, while the rest is still in late summer mode.
The overnight cold was low enough that the roof of the garage (and probably the cottage) had a thin layer of frost, although the lawn was still green and untouched. Prediction is for a lovely weekend. We are lucky to be here. Outdoor chores await? What to begin with? Hmm?
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.