March 30th, 2018


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The Weather Underground: i have fond memories of pre "world wide web" interaction with the weather underground data, adding chron jobs (a unix scheduling system) to automatically retrieve satellite images for my desktop images on the SGI irises in the lab. I've a sudden sense of the noisy equipment the industrial drab greens, tans, and greys, the fluorescent lighting, the grime everywhere. Fond memories! Although this retrospect does point to some conditions that aggravated my depression, but my memory of Philly, on the whole, has a grimy layer over much of it, probably from all the processing plants near the airport.

I've apparently been paying the Weather Underground since 2006 for their reporting, and i've been delighted with it. They've since been bought by The Weather Channel, circa 2012, and i really didn't notice anything disappointing there. What i hadn't realized is that The Weather Company has been bought by IBM in April 2015.

Hrmph, so that's even less encouraging since i was reminiscing because lately the website has become so flaky.

I went to look, because i was wondering about when the precise time of full moon will be. Last night, i looked up and thought the moon looked like a pearl in a nacreous shell, as it glowed through a low scrim of clouds, creating hints of pinks and purples. A few stars were visible as well, and i heard the first cricket in the night. Frogs have been singing for a long while: there have only been a few nights in March when the woods were silent.



I'm excited. One of the sweet little spring ephemerals on the east coast is Spring Beauty (Claytonia virginica). I remember discovering it in Ohio -- ha, i have the notes, 2012-03-20 -- and being taken with its delicate pink markings on the white flower. Last year I'd seen them here when we walked Carrie down Bent Tree Rd in the creeks flood plain. And a month later i found some blooming under the horrible Tree of Heaven on the septic field (on April 1st!). I read up on transplanting them -- and found one tiny tuber. That i planted in the "courtyard" -- a little sheltered nook bordered by kitchen, porch, garage, and side walk on the north side of the house.

I forgot how different in time the blooming was down by the creek in the sunshine and in the deep shade of the overgrown septic field. I'd given up on seeing the flowers this year. At lunch i stepped out of the house and found what appears as four small plants each with a few flowers each! I know i looked over there yesterday, noticing that the lady fern had sprouted up. I transplanted those plants, too, in a rescue from the damage that would happen with the tree of heaven removal.

I've realized we have the technology: i'm going to set up our GoPro to watch the garden while i'm gone. I can see it grow (fingers crossed) in timelapse when i get back.