Low wind shear, warm seas and African waves: three conditions that trigger storm activity in the Atlantic this time of year.
Been a quiet season so far, but that changed in the past few days.
Jeff Masters says we should/could have three named storms any minute now.
After one of the slowest starts to hurricane season in the [...]
Here, near the top of the Cape Fear basin, we’ve seen two and a half inches and more on the way as the now very extratropical Barry heads north.
Reports from the Coast and elsewhere show some serious wind and high surf and rip currents. Current watches.
Most of the headlines include the phrase much needed rains. [...]
Thursday, December 21, 2006
7:22 p.m. Eastern Standard Time
Spring is just around the corner.
From the Naval Observatory:
The Sun reaches his southernmost excursion among the stars on the 21st at 7:22 pm EST. At this moment the center of Old Sol’s disc stands directly above the Tropic of Capricorn about 650 miles (1000 kilometers) south of Pago-Pago in the South [...]
Friday, November 17, 2006
Last night, as part of a much too small crowd at UNC’s Memorial Hall, the missus and I experienced the premiere of Drought and Rain Part 2—the latest work of famed vietnamese choreographer Ea Sola. For Drought and Rain Part 1, Ea Solo toured the world with a troupe of 14 women aged 50 to [...]
Tuesday, November 7, 2006
Drizzling and cold here in the Piedmont. Still, I’m looking forward to my little walk through the woods to the poll. Not many people get to hop over a creek on their way to vote. The trees are splendid. This will be a good day.
Anybody else got an Election Day ritual they’d like to share?
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Not much was open. The rides were shut down. Some booths had lights on, but nobody was home. We walked through the cattle and goat buildings, where exhibitors were gathered around talking and grooming and shoveling. Saw the giant pumpkin, the unusual vegetables and all kinds of honey. Ate a barbecue sandwich in one of [...]
Thursday, October 5, 2006
It’s time
I don’t need a calendar; I’ve got a dogwood tree. It’s fall and the leaves are getting rusty-colored and red berries are hitting the deck. So are pokeberries reprocessed, if you will, by a variety of locals like the cardinals and brown thrashers and migrating species like the hermit thrush, a wonderful singer.
This is [...]