of a White Christmas, … .” As far as I’m concerned, white Christmases can stay in Vermont but I want you to have that tune in your head as I tell the story of little Israel Baline, and the man he came to be. Israel was born in Temun, Russia in 1888. His family was
Mr. Big Food brought me my coffee this morning and returned to the kitchen for some breakfast and his work-morning interaction with Joel. I heard him yelling “No!” at Joel and then he popped his head back in the bedroom door and said, “It’s going to snow tomorrow.” I made my way to a second
Daughter C has decided it’s time for Fall. There are ghosts everywhere! Thus concludes your mid-morning dose of real life here on the Farm in rural Mississippi where the temperature is forecast to be … 89° and the cotton farmers are getting anxious because we’ve had so many downpours in the last few days they
As I– a fallen blogger with five years & 3000 some odd posts– am attempting to get back in there, I have vowed to follow Gerard VanderLeun’s rule of blogging (for which I cannot find the link right now) and blog the hell out of everything for six months. But as I– fallen blogger that I am–
and I have no computer models. But I do have eyes. At the time I snapped this screen shot, 1:14pm yesterday, the conventional wisdom was that the storm would track along US49 across Jackson before it entered the ArkLaMiss delta region– roughly the line I’ve drawn on the map. (I posted a shot of tropical
Just conferred with the J-man. Asked if he’d mind running to town to fill up the two empty 5-gal. tanks with generator approved nonethanol gas. (And yes, I do have time to blog about this b/c we’re prepared!) With what we have on hand, that will give us enough to last a week if necessary–
A publisher sent Mr. Big Food page proofs for a paper he has coming out in a respected academic journal. The first four pages are instructions on how to make corrections, and a list of corrections that need to be made. I was standing beside him when he began scrolling through the suggested corrections which
“Severe weather is affecting part of… ” Part of. Oh course. Want to hazard a guess in which part of the listening area we are? It looks like rain. It’s sounds like rain. It even smells like rain. Except it is not raining here on the Farm. Well, that’s a lie. I saw about two
Tornado season is just around the corner. And so it’s time for our semi-annual Laundry Room Clean UP!
CHECK: — 80% of 1100 pounds of LP (liquid propane) to fire whole-house furnaces, gas water heaters, wall unit in Bunkhouse. [You’re only allowed to fill any given sized tank up to 80% : tanks are full] — Cord of seasoned red oak, split, stacked & ready to burn [Chimney sweep was here year before last,
That white stuff you see is snow, folks! And before the snow was freezing rain. 🙂 We stepped out to go to breakfast this morning and turned right around and ordered to go from the hotel restaurant. Fortunately, we have taken to traveling with out handy dandy mini electric kettle. And our own coffee, a
We’re gonna get some wind and rain. Long time readers of this blog– Hey Suek!– know I make fun of the weather prediction folk. They have outdone themselves with Irma. BRB
It’s that 1/2 time of year again. Test & tally batteries. Replace & — now in the age of USB– recharge– flashlight batteries and other lithium ion things. We stay pretty up-to-snuff on ethanol-free gasoline as we need it everyday for the lawn-tractors, tillers & such, but I check to be sure we’re well-supplied for
There’s a chance of rain, which is fine by me. I’ve noticed something. Those who have followed along know that I have a thing about– some issues with– weather forecasting. Even before I started to blog I kept spreadsheets of forecasts and actuals. The columns were weather.gov. accuweather.com, The Weather Channel.com. And I did some
Here’s some background. I am in a *really* bad mood. Thus, I am looking for something stupid to call out based on its stupidity. 2017 – 1999 = 18 ! I’m pretty sure the Fahrenheit scale has been around since… for about 300 years (1784). And I’m pretty sure human beings have been keeping track
There were severe ThunderStorms earlier. There was disorganized hail. I think we responded properly. Daughter C and I are going to review our Emergency Provisions this weekend. We are coming on Tornado Season, afterall.
it’s going to rain soon. Sort of no getting around it.
Was was so busy watching Groundhog Day over & over & over again that I forgot to look to see what the Groundhog saw, but I can tell you that here on the Farm, it’s Spring. The J-Man said this morning that the birds were going crraaazy. And I’ve seen multiple– hundreds and thousands of–
I am not one to criticize local custom but, c’mon, man. Six inches is not enough. It has been so hot for so long that the cold water coming out of the “city” water pipes is warm enough to take a bath in on a cool Autumn day. The folks in charge really should think
Via Powerline’s The Week in Pictures Neither words nor pictures describe what flooding is really like. If you haven’t seen it– or lived through it– you can’t really know. That said, if you’re interested keeping up with what’s happening on the ground in Louisiana, may I suggest you follow along with Rod Dreher’s life. Dreher