Posted by: greentangle | April 20, 2019

Every Day is Lake Day

Today was the walkingest day I’ve had in months, with lots of photos along the way. Lots of shades of pastels.

Many of these photos brought to mind the 80s album covers and icy music of Norwegian saxophonist Jan Garbarek.

I took some of these photos on my way to have pancakes; got biscuits instead.

Seeing double here. Speaking of double, I was doing the Earth Day Gallery Hop between photos and bought this 2019 discounted calendar. The special was a free calendar with every purchase so now I have two. Let me know if you’d like the extra.

A day earlier I’d seen a ship in the midst of heavy ice, and if I’d had my camera would have taken a photo and titled it “Antarctica?”; today I had to settle for a canoe.

It was one of those great weather days. Not only did the temperature range from the low 40s by the Lake to the low 70s inland, it did so at the same location depending on wind direction and sunshine. Here are the temperatures at 20 minute intervals recorded at Sky Harbor Airport from roughly 1:30 to 3:30–72, 70, 45, 41, 64, 39, 43.

No, of course I don’t only take photos of the Lake. Here’s a neighborhood waterfall.



Posted by: greentangle | April 11, 2019

April Blizzards Bring . . .

. . . no snow on the ground yet. First flakes are starting to fly, a few hours late.

But the winds are blowing steady at 40 mph and picking up speed. They stopped me in my tracks several times and nearly knocked me down when I was standing on an icy patch. Coming off the Lake, they’ve blown the ice back into what has been clear water for a couple weeks. The wind blowing in over the ice froze my hands quickly when I took some photos. And the waves are impressive!

The canal is icy and waves are sending chunks over the wall (and in some cases leaving them ON the wall.

A Yellowstone flashback–Manhole Geyser, erupting much more frequently than Old Faithful!

If the snow shows up as is still forecast, I’ll try to get more photos today or tomorrow.



Posted by: greentangle | March 24, 2019

That Lake, This Lake

That Lake

This Lake

250 miles as the Northern Saw-whet Owl flies, 8 hours as the Meandering Bus rolls. Same Lake.


Posted by: greentangle | March 15, 2019

Ides of Pi

Pardon my horizons.

I touched every one of these berries, and after my friend transformed them into a yummy pie, I ate more than half of them.

If you can’t see around the snow piles, it must be almost spring.

That was before a lot of melting in the past few days. The street and driveway were flooded, and before the city employees came to clear the drains buried beneath six feet of snow, the kids next door took a canoe ride and got their picture in the paper.


Posted by: greentangle | February 14, 2019

Let it Snow

We’ve had 26 inches of snow in the first half of February, which is more than double our average for the entire month. I thought I’d take a short hike and some photos this morning, but the cloudy forecast was wrong and the sun was too bright and hot so I only took a few shots before getting some groceries and heading home.

My first social security money arrived yesterday! Happy to have made it this far and hope to enjoy it for a few years. Scheduling a few medical tests around a trip to Marquette next month, and will decide in April whether or not to stay on the blood thinner which causes side effects I hate.


Posted by: greentangle | January 17, 2019

Considering the Mammals

I stopped working at the zoo earlier this month, a long-planned departure as I start collecting social security, working less, and playing more. I’ll miss the critters, but I’m happy I won’t have to deal with the long bus rides and icy walking for the rest of this winter. I’m on a blood thinner after having a DVT and being out in the cold dry weather increases my minor but irritating bleeding.

So partly because of not seeing those animals, partly to give myself something to write, partly to give myself an extra incentive to read a book I’ve owned for years (Behavior of North American Mammals by Mark Elbroch and Kurt Rinehart), I’m considering writing a series of posts inspired by some of the fifty or so entries in the book. I would aim at a mix of natural history, personal experience, politics, fun, and creativity—a different version of the Autobobography series (using Dylan songs as starting points) which I wrote on Hard Wood to Whittle in 2016 after first having the idea a couple years earlier. If you’re interested in seeing the sort of variety I’d be aiming for, that series began here and continued for about six months.

I do enjoy that sort of creative writing, but I’m not sure I’ll make time for it now that I’m looking through 1,000 Books to Read Before You Die and adding a second to-be-read list (I’m only up to the B’s) to my more current one.

I’ve almost finished my first nature read of the year (published late last year), In Search of the Canary Tree: The Story of a Scientist, a Cypress, and a Changing World by Lauren Oakes. It describes hands-on scientific research and sociological issues related to climate change effects on an area of Alaskan forest.

It reminded me of my favorite nature works of last year: the novel The Overstory by Richard Powers, the nonfiction Rising: Dispatches from the New American Shore by Elizabeth Rush, and the podcast series Threshold which in its second season traveled to Arctic areas around the world (though I’m obviously biased and preferred the first season featuring Yellowstone bison).

Given my new unfortunate (and hopefully temporary) aversion to being outside in winter, forecast highs in the single digits for the next three days and not much warmer for the rest of the month should leave plenty of time for readin’ and writin’. And listenin’—I’m fairly new to the podcast world so I’m still discovering my favorites, but a couple creative ones I’m currently enjoying catching up on are Nocturne and The Truth.


Posted by: greentangle | December 28, 2018

Revolution #19

This is my 19th post of the year here, and there were only 10 this year on my other blog. Clearly blogging is not something I do much anymore, which is a logical result of other changes. No more adventurous travel, no more living in a national park, little hiking, more health issues, fewer new nature books published to write about, living under a repetitive national political nightmare. I now spend a lot more time reading and listening and watching than writing. I’m generally content but I’m hoping for a more interesting year ahead, as I’m about to leave one job, anticipate some changes, and expect to move in the fall. I’ll start out with jury duty in a month, hopefully followed by a trip to Marquette, and then get a medical procedure out of the way in the spring.

At the library the other day I heard a man with white dreadlocks asking about Edward Abbey books, and wound up chatting with him on the elevator. He said when he was in the army, he was given a list of books to remove from somewhere and Abbey was on the list, which he said made him want to read all of Abbey’s books. I said I had all his nonfiction, but didn’t like his fiction that much (not that I don’t love monkeywrenching itself).

Today I borrowed 1,000 Books to Read Before You Die by James Mustich from the library. I doubt that I have time. But the first book described (alphabetically by author) is Desert Solitaire, so only 999 to go. And of course, Walden is included, and The Outermost House and Pilgrim at Tinker Creek and My First Summer in the Sierra and some of my favorite classics and science fiction and mystery and children’s books and recent novels. It’s a fun list and although I don’t want to take the time to count my way through the entire list, I’m sure I’ve read hundreds of the included books.

We had a fairly big snowstorm yesterday, about a foot officially, and in advance I’d considered heading out to take some photos, but it was one of those storms which give winter a bad name. With some warmer temperatures and various precipitation mixed in, it’s a mess right from the start with frozen uneven walking surfaces and piles of plow clumps to climb over.

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