And my favorite– All from Powerline’s The Week in Pictures
I understand. We weren’t actually together speaking of math, but Rocky & I were, so… . 77 – 29 = 48. A 48 degree drop in temperature from yesterday afternoon to this morning. More layers! And speaking of math– I witnessed the most amazing thing yesterday at the SuperLu. (That’s the SuperValu grocery in town
It is true. I was just putting Tiger up in the Workshop and the wind, which had been blowing for several days up from the Gulf on account of a large high pressure system sitting first in the Gulf and now just off the eastern seaboard, has changed direction. Also, it is no longer 77
WAN: Wild Animal Network Earlier today in Punxsutawney (I can spell that without looking it up), Phil proclaimed that we would not have six more months of winter. And lo & behold, the news reached Mississippi by sunset! THE PEEPERS ARE PEEPING! Their offspring are destined to perish in the next wave of coldness— which
Everybody’s talkin’ about it! Is anybody really talkin’ about it? More to talk about! All via Powerline’s The Week in Pictures. More at the link!
FYI. It’s about 30 degrees just before 6. There is no snow. I think Birmingham got <1”. And the rain we got was the rain it rained when I let missy out last evening. But the university is closed. All day. You know what’s funny about that? There’s a meteorology program at State. That’s where
Late this afternoon, the wind shifted from the south / southeast to the west. It got windy. And then, around 7pm, the wind died down entirely. At 8 it had picked up decidedly, coming from the west. By the time I let Missy out– thirty minutes ago– it was pelting rain and the wind was
Joel at WTVA tells us we should expect 0-2″ or 2-3″. The Weather Channel needs to stop naming winter squalls. Wunderground dot com, linking to TWC, doesn’t quite know where Jackson, Mississippi is located. So, as an autonomous agent unwilling to take the word of the experts at full face value (or maybe, having seen
Just kidding. But I am replacing flashlight batteries, inventorying battery supplies, and doing a load of towels.
I myself am not seeing it yet, but what do I know?
More coffee, then more Week in Pictures to come.
I don’t know what the weather’s like where you are, but it’s danged cold here– 42º but feels like 37º. Nothing warms one up on a frigid day such as this quite like a nice hot cup of tea. What follows are a handful of tea recipes collected from Mr. Big Food’s Big Food Manual.
For the folks up north…
Mom always says, don’t wish your life away. Still… . Stay warm!
Heh. Phone keeps asking me if I want to fix the lighting. NO. Why would I want to fix these? They are a true representation of what I saw.
Why is it raining? We do not need rain. We have had enough rain. I am tired of listening to the rain hit the tin roof. There is no good reason for it to be raining, again. Resolved: Stop complaining about the weather.
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–