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Spring update

Squirrel! (Mar 22 3:16 p.m.)

I keep forgetting it’s spring.  It’s supposed to be the season that follows winter, the way the animals are out— the squirrels running about, hopping onto… snow banks.  Last Wednesday was incredibly windy.  I remember the car being pushed around.  I couldn’t be out walking in the park for long since the wind chill was freezing my face; I more jogged than walked that day.  It was also the day London was attacked… I’ll let the news reports speak for that.  Suffice it to say, Wednesday kind of sucked for many.

(Mar 27 11:46 a.m.)

As for today, it is raining.  And for that, it’s a good thing my mother bought me new shoes, recently, despite the fact that she did so against my wishes (I was there, saying ‘no’ repeatedly) and the fact that they don’t fit.  It’s days like this that test how waterproof said shoes are.  (Sigh, and boy, over $40 bucks of labor to be walked through mud repeatedly with my daily walk…)

(Mar 27 2:53 p.m.)

It shows that the rain has let up that there were mini-lakes when I went out just before noon for the first sixteen passes of my walk… and to find “junk” mail.  The above image had a large stream; now you can only see the effects of the water. (…And in trying to find a good word for said affects in the sand, I stumbled upon this article.  (Yeah, make our streams and waterways “great” again by allowing the dying coal industry to pollute them.  The ignorance is strong with this one.))

But instead of getting into politics… even though government tends to make or allow things to get worse no matter the stripes or colors… I will now reveal some of the fruits of my photography labor by documenting the progression of spring so far Continue reading Spring update

Turn of Spring

mere minutes into spring, and surprisingly color-accurate
Once again, I am surprised by the color accuracy of the iPhone camera… (Mar 20 7:00 a.m.)

It’s now six hours past vernal equinox in the northern hemisphere, otherwise known as the beginning of spring.  (At least on the calendar.)  Different kinds of flies have been hatching over the last few days (and, in seeing my share of nature programs, those that hatch too early die).  …And, according to my nose, there was a skunk was outside, last night.

Your dirt is showing. (Mar 20 11:32 a.m.)

Yes, there’s still a lot of snow left over from the season.  Lucky for Maine, blizzard Stella veered off into the Atlantic Ocean.  Other states had more “fun.”

Taxis and buses attempt to navigate around snow banks. (Timothy A. Clary / AFP/Getty Images)

But the white stuff is melting fast under direct sunlight.  Here’s the path hours after the storm ended (only three days prior):

(Mar 15 1:02 p.m.)

Not to mention (however, mentioning now) the final stretch of how much we had to shovel just to get the trash and recycling bin out of the snow, let alone the car out of the driveway…

Snow thankfully covering the license plate. (Mar 15 1:24 p.m.)

Stella contributed a height of 15¾”, measuring along the path, so it shows the drifts affected my measurements in the overnight post.  A peak of some 30,000 without power and a few traffic accidents over low visibility… the effects of the storm were more of a short-term pain in Maine.  Massachusetts got major flooding.

Crow. (Mar 16 2:16 p.m.)

Even on Thursday, the snow was visibly melting.  (It should be noted that the March 16 photos were taken with the other camera, so the quality is a bit lacking.)  At Back Cove, you can see the trees affected the snow drifts:

(Mar 16 2:27 p.m.)

And where there were no trees, it was an obstacle course getting my walk on at Back Cove given all the thick snow.

(Mar 16 2:30 p.m.)

And mud.

Those aren’t rocks near the water.  The rocks are partly buried in snow. (Mar 16 2:37 p.m.)
(Mar 16 2:46 p.m.)

The snowbanks at the Hannaford parking lot should give you an impression of what was plowed in southern Maine.

Objects in the photo are larger than they appear. (Mar 16 3:49 p.m.)

And in other lots…

(Mar 16 4:33 p.m.)


(Mar 20 11:33 a.m.)

Well, it’s a brand new day, and the beginning of a new, tiring work week.  And at the end of the week, March 26, British Summer Time will begin in Great Britain, putting us back into sync of five hours in separation, with our Daylight Savings Time, eastern U.S.

Considering I got only four hours sleep, I’m heading back to bed.  Until next time…

(12:46 p.m.)

Off to see the blizzard…

Hey, I just shoveled. (Mar 14 6:34 p.m.)

It wouldn’t be winter in Maine without more accumulation in March.  And maybe April.

(Mar 14 3:32 p.m.)

The blizzard moving through the northeast hit Maine Tuesday morning.  And according to a recent forecast, our county is apparently one of the few in the state to get the most snow.  And so, after being in bed until about 3 p.m. (I needed the sleep), I began taking photos, and shoveling, and measuring, first measuring with the shovel itself.

(Mar 14 3:33 p.m.)

Continue reading Off to see the blizzard…

Leaf on tar, hard focus

The last stretch of winter

Leaf in hard focus
(Mar 6 3:46 p.m.)

Through light rain and evaporation, the snow is gradually disappearing around these parts, uncovering brown leaves left on the ground.

A dusting so light that walking removes it (Mar 4 12:38 p.m.)

Precipitation this week has been very light.  The weather in March so far has been cold and occasionally drizzly, but okay.

(Mar 3 1:53 p.m.)

However, fallen branches in the above photo should give you an impression of the strong winds that came a few days.  With Thursday’s winds, I could hear the tree branches above knocking/clacking into each other; my daily walk that day felt a bit precarious.  Some days it can feel like spring— warm enough you could walk outside without a jacket, not to mention some flies out early; and some days the wind chill reminds you that it’s still winter.  (With wind chills like -18°F on Sunday… yeah, it’s best to stay in doors.) Continue reading The last stretch of winter

It has arrived

(Feb 13 8:28 a.m.)
(Feb 13 8:28 a.m.)

So much snow in one week.  An extra one, two… feet.  You know it’s a bit much when the banks get so high from the natural accumulation and artificial snow plow accumulation that the top of the mailbox popped off.  Luckily, my mother found the box (and a piece of mail).  And the box was filled with snow. …I used a bare hand (not so much my brain) to clear it out.

Window sill. (Feb 13 3:46 a.m.)
A bit of Nor’easter on a living room window sill. (Feb 13 3:46 a.m.)

It was a little exciting to see the progression of the weather. Continue reading It has arrived

Baby, It’s Cold Inside

(Dec 12 2:45 p.m.)
(Dec 12 2:45 p.m.)

Yeah, it snowed again.  But on the predicted day, so Accuweather got it right.  And tonight, overnight, it should get down to… 1 to 5°F (-12 to -15°C).  And that’s not counting wind chill, which, according to my ears (and my skin earlier; briefly ⛄), is intense.  Feels like: -25. 🙂 And it’s still technically Fall.

Amazingly, some leaves are still up. (Dec 12 2:46 p.m.)

Thank God for artificial heating, right?  Well, the electric heaters in the house never seem to be enough on cold days like these.  I’ve been wearing a “knit” acrylic hat in the house since around Thanksgiving.

(Dec 15 2:39 p.m.)
Lower roofs, looking down from top floor of Portland USM library. (Dec 15 2:39 p.m.)

On Friday, we are looking at below zero temperatures.  And after that, more snow.  It’s serious enough that one group facilitator decided to postpone a bowling event.

(Dec 14 3:11 p.m.)
Choppy panorama… literally speaking, given the partial cars. (Dec 14 3:11 p.m.)

I wonder what causes these scattered little indentations in the snow on these roofs. Continue reading Baby, It’s Cold Inside

Final leaves of fall

(Nov 20 4:01 p.m.)
(Nov 20 4:01 p.m.)

It’s now the last month for the season.  Most of the leaves have hit ground, and what remain of them are brown.  The only greens I can see now are of moss and pines.

(Nov 20 4:00 p.m.)

Notably, I still see some crisp, brown leaves…

(Nov 15 3:38 p.m.)
(Nov 15 3:38 p.m.)

…that remind me of those leaves I saw back in April Continue reading Final leaves of fall

Weathering the final days of summer

Dragonfly. (Aug 29 2:23 p.m.)

Schedules are moving, and the youngest have returned to school.  There are only three weeks left of summer; the autumnal equinox will begin on the 22nd (10:21 a.m.) for the northern hemisphere.  (14:21 UTC for the southern hemisphere.)

Excuse the automatic white balance of the phone camera. (Sep 2 6:55 p.m.)

Winds are moving, and to the magnitude of hurricane force winds for the southeast.  Florida was hit hard by Hermine— 100,000 still without power this morning.  (The radar was a bit frightening too; the storm weather pretty much covered the state in whole!  I frickin’ prayed, or attempted to, for Joelle’s safety.)  And now it’s moving along the east coast… the Carolinas.  In time, it may hit the northeast.

But right now, it’s just the last leg of the season here.  Not much wind, and not much change in appearance; however, the colors of the wild raspberries are certainly different.

(Sep 2 6:51 p.m.)

Upon observation, the ‘blackberries’ are looking more like blackened wild raspberries, though I’m not sure.

Much better focus. (Sep 1 6:13 p.m.)

I managed to capture a dragonfly, but I couldn’t get the camera to focus.  The featured image at the top was the best shot.  (As always, click on an image to enlarge.)

Continue reading Weathering the final days of summer

Summer photos…of the not-so-ordinary kind

(July 25 7:28 p.m.)

So I’ve been stuck at home, and not getting any real sleep. …Yeah, the heat has gotten to me. …And the nightmare that is the election season, here in the U.S.  (And sorry for inserting politics into a photography post. …Even though it’s true.)

(July 22 11:46 a.m.)

It’s only been in the 80s Fahrenheit, here in Maine, compared to the 90s around the convention sites—hot enough to deter protesters.  It’s daily heat, though.  Sweating.  Every day.  A tiny fan on an L.L. Bean box doesn’t do much, if you can believe it.

Some yellow spotting.  Almost like paint. (July 22 11:52 a.m.)

Greens and bird song like a jungle, and flies that are always getting at my ears. …I did see what was presumably the young chipmunk my mother saw.

(July 20 2:59 p.m.)

One thing I noticed during the season are the birch bark shreds. Continue reading Summer photos…of the not-so-ordinary kind