Here in the Catskills it hit 65 yesterday then back down to 35 today. The snow patches off under the shade of trees are all that's left. We often get one last blast of snow around March 25th.
You can see the dead person right there in the photos, and you don't even have to look very hard. It's like that these couple of days. Strong visions come forth, like Calpurnia's on the night before J.C.'s murder.
Kirby Olson is a neighbor too? Jeez, Althouse, you are really big in the Borscht Belt.
I don't know what we were expecting, except for the moonrise. But when we arrived at the fishing pier in Juno Beach FL (one of the most beautiful beaches in the world) it was a mob scene. Thousands of people had descended on the beach at sunset to watch the "supermoon" emerge from the ocean.
And when it arose the crowd reacted as if that earth-bound orb would never return again. That before the night was over, it would spin off into space on a moonbeam.
So, what had started out as a quiet drive along the beach, became a strange, spontaneous ritual, the kind of ritual I imagine occurs on Easter Island. But this one attended by BMW's, Tommy Hilfiger, cellphone cameras, and Blackberrys. And more middle age people than I could count, each as excited as a child.
One of the things folks from warmer climes can't appreciate. 50 degrees with sunshine, car windows down, minuscule snow piles and spring training; doesn't get much better after a long winter.
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Here in the Catskills it hit 65 yesterday then back down to 35 today. The snow patches off under the shade of trees are all that's left. We often get one last blast of snow around March 25th.
It was in the 50s when we were out there in Gov. Nelson State Park, which is where I took that picture. It looks much colder than it was.
To me, it doesn't look cold at all. We have substantial snow cover, though rain in the forecast should wipe out a lot of it in a hurry.
It's been a beautifully mild day here, but overcast—no chance of seeing the "megamoon." As I recall it—it's been a while, I'm still adjusting—a cafe thread is basically an open thread, no? If so: Here's my response to the charges that President Obama is acting unconstitutionally by getting involved in Libya without Congress' approval.
... a walker into the light.
Ha! I knew he was a Walker plant!
Meade has now turned his back on events in Madison and is walking away. Can't blame him.
Put up the skis for the summer, mmm.
Let's not let this summer slip past us without taking in a good long drink of it.
Wednesday and Thursday I had windows open because it was in the 60s but back cold again today. I hope we get more open windows weather soon.
wv: lowning
Yeah, spring is almost here.
Hey, is that John? If it is, Happy belated Birthday! In the manifesto brouhaha, I forgot to pass by that thread.
Cheers,
Victoria
wv: moonshaft (in honour of SuperMoon??)
I moved to Alaska in my late 20's; married someone who is unlikely to ever leave. But part of me is only home in Wisconsin. Thanks for the pictures.
Who is Meade walking with?
You can see the dead person right there in the photos, and you don't even have to look very hard. It's like that these couple of days. Strong visions come forth, like Calpurnia's on the night before J.C.'s murder.
Kirby Olson is a neighbor too? Jeez, Althouse, you are really big in the Borscht Belt.
Last Day of Winter?
Hold that thought.
PS A couple more buttons/T-shirts for the Althouse store, torn from the masthead:
"Crusty conservative coating, creamy hippie love chick center"
AND
"Conservatives' Lovable Liberal"
If nothing else, they will confuse your adversaries.
No supermoon pics? The moonrise was very cool. We should get moonset in a few minutes.
I don't know what we were expecting, except for the moonrise. But when we arrived at the fishing pier in Juno Beach FL (one of the most beautiful beaches in the world) it was a mob scene. Thousands of people had descended on the beach at sunset to watch the "supermoon" emerge from the ocean.
And when it arose the crowd reacted as if that earth-bound orb would never return again. That before the night was over, it would spin off into space on a moonbeam.
So, what had started out as a quiet drive along the beach, became a strange, spontaneous ritual, the kind of ritual I imagine occurs on Easter Island. But this one attended by BMW's, Tommy Hilfiger, cellphone cameras, and Blackberrys. And more middle age people than I could count, each as excited as a child.
Well we had cloud cover sufficient enough to block our view here in NY. No supermoon for us.
Good riddance to this winter - bring on spring. St. Patty's day almost always brings the hope of good cheer and a warm day as it did this year.
1. "Hey, is that John?" No! It's Meade.
2. I have some pics of the moon but there's not much to see in them. It was cloudy.
One of the things folks from warmer climes can't appreciate. 50 degrees with sunshine, car windows down, minuscule snow piles and spring training; doesn't get much better after a long winter.
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