Autumn Weather
Roaring NW wind. Dramatic sky. Spits of rain.
Great to be out on the bike, being buffeted by the chilly blast. Main accomplishment today—chicken pot pie from scratch.
Roaring NW wind. Dramatic sky. Spits of rain.
Great to be out on the bike, being buffeted by the chilly blast. Main accomplishment today—chicken pot pie from scratch.
To me, a garden should have esthetic appeal. I’m not big on overgrown, ramshackle tangles. This reconfigured garden here may be a bit structured, but….
The rhubarb has been divided and replanted all along the back fence. The raspberry strip and the asparagus strip have been turned and await spring planting. Everything else will be weed-free grass except for an anticipated cherry tree. The compost bins have been rotated on their annual three-year cycle.
As for weather, we actually had rumbles of thunder and several short-duration episodes of rain.
First there was dial-up, then single pair DSL, then double pair DSL, then the Verizon wireless Internet gateway, and now, fiber.
It seems to me that wireless is the future, but nothing beats fiber, and when you have fiber in your front yard it doesn’t make sense to not connect to it. While it is a bit more expensive than the wireless, the fiber connection is at a fixed price whereas the Verizon deal is at a promotional price and certain to come close to the fiber price once the promotion expires.
While the average wireless speed of about 50 Mbs was perfectly adequate, it’s hard to argue with a speed significantly more than 10 times faster. (In Canada we get by with 10 Mbs.)
Sunny and very warm, but with a good SW breeze and the occasional cloud, so maybe a pattern change is in the air. Neighbor dinner this evening, and I’m betting that my squash soup will be the star of the show (it tastes pretty good).
—Nope, it was Sylvia’s carrot cake.
Twenty-six quarts, maybe a record, but certainly a full day’s job. Having had lots of practice, the steps are well orchestrated and smoothly executed.
A bushel of beets is all one might need.
Another day of perfect weather—nary a cloud, nary a puff of wind, neither hot nor cold.
While Florida suffers, the weather pattern in the upper Midwest remains perfect, if you like perfect weather. Only downside, extreme dryness.
The garden conversion continues apace. Above, the future raspberry strip, 14 inches wide by 25 feet long , with upper and lower guidelines.
Beet pickling tomorrow.
…where a bushel of beets awaited.
…State Trail. Five miles out, 5 miles back. Marvelous place to ride.
For lasagna and brownies.
Strong south wind. Lots of odds and ends, including obsolete electronics disposal at the county facility. UWW home football game, with all the concomitant action.
…fish fry Friday. How un-Wisconsin is that?
Unrelenting perfect weather.
Little, petal-shaped leaves drifting down like golden snow. Beautiful day in the neighborhood. Perfect weather.
Or maybe not.
Disheartening to see so much of this across rural Wisconsin. Not so much in cities, towns, and suburbs. Could there be a correlation—antisocial in one place and neighborly in another?
Strong north wind, temperatures more in line with fall.
Cranes heard today for the first time, high up, riding the north wind.
A little too warm for this time of year, and for yard and garden work.
According to our neighbor, we had a fox in the backyard yesterday. That may be a good thing because we certainly have plenty of chipmunks and squirrels.
…state trail.
Helenville to Dousman (one way, thanks to an assistant). Eleven and a quarter miles, 50 minutes. Nice day for a ride. Garden reconfiguration also moving along.
Huge CC invitational, and huge VB tournament. Great athletics, E and M!
Progress is slow, but the fencing is coming down. Watch for updates on the replant. Meanwhile, a few recent photos.
It's walnut time
Could this be JD Vance on a surprise visit to town?
Strong NE wind, actually the far outer band of massive storm hurricane Helene, as it moves north and rotates counterclockwise, as all hurricanes in northern hemisphere do.
…bike ride, and squash soup.
A priarie grass, possibly Wood grass
Maxmillian sunflower
Garbage night tonight, and we don’t want to end up like Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout .
Photo from Minocqua
Photo from Minocqua
The liittle hybrid Maverick truck performed flawlessly, likes high speed highway driving, and still, over four hours, gave an impressive 40 mpg, even with a bike racked on the back end.
Didn’t get to see the away tennis tournament, but Katy was the only member of her team to win her match.