This morning we had our annual heating season furnace check. Looks like it may have been just n time. If we consider humans to be part of nature, and I certainly do, then it seems many of our seasonal cultural activities, such as a recommended furnace check prior to heating season, should be considered as part of phenology, shouldn't they?
|late season flowers surrounding pumpkins and gourds|
Photo by J. Harrington
Although Autumn leaf colors have developed a week or two behind a typical schedule this year, last night and this morning "Up North" got its first taste of seasonal snow. When the Better Half and I were there last week, daytime temperatures were in the mid-60s. Even today, closer to "The Cities," where we live, we have the unusual sight of flowers blooming around our decorative pumpkins and gourds. We may see our first frost develop by early tomorrow morning, ending the flowering season, but then on Monday we're forecast to be back, briefly, into the 70s. Have you decided which of the Winter weather forecasts you're going to plan for? More or less snow? Colder or warmer than usual? La Nina or El Nino? Other? Farmer's Almanac: Freezing Cold and Average Snow; NOAA: Equal Chance for Normal, Above or Below Average Temperatures and Precipitation. I think I'll go with NOAA's, it fits the patterns I've noticed in Minnesota.
The Last Days of Summer Before the First Frost
By Tim BowlingHere at the wolf’s throat, at the egress of the howl,all along the avenue of deer-blink and salmon-kickwhere the spider lets its microphone downinto the cave of the blackberry bush—earth echo,absence of the human voice—wait herewith a bee on your wrist and a fly on your cheek,the tiny sun and tiny eclipse.It is time to be grateful for the breathof what you could crush without thought,a moth, a child’s love, your own life.There might never be another chance.How did you find me, the astonished mother saysto her four-year-old boy who’d disappearedin the crowds at the music festival.I followed my heart, he shrugs,so matter-of-fact you might not seebehind his words(o hover and feed, but not too long)the bee trails turning to ice as they’re flown.
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