Saturday, November 28, 2009

Raindrops on the noggin

With my new rain gauge (thank you Eric) properly mounted on the back porch railing, documentation of Portland's annual 46 inches of precipitation will be easy. That's a full 9 inches more than Seattle! For you statisticians out there, our driest month is Aug. with 3 inches and our wettest month is, whoa, November with 4.75 inches which, by the way, has exceeded our monthly allotment already with a whopping 7.84". I love the rain here because central CA had so little (12 inches/year). It feels so life-giving, fresh and clean in addition to giving reasonable excuse to remain indoors and cook, read, and watch movies. Although Mainers just go about their business in the rain, mostly without hats and sometimes even without a raincoat, I prefer to hole-up, admiring our abundance while warm and dry.
I emptied 1.25 inches from the rain gauge last night and this morning on my way out of the house to work I took this snap and you can (maybe) see there is another three quarters in the center column. the center column records 1 full inch, then overflows into the larger cylinder to be measured after emptying the small column.
For snow measurement, the top funnel and center column are removed and the snow gathered in the large cylinder is melted and measured.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Search for the Berlin Wall



Monday was the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. I had recently heard from my friend, the famous techie Eric Evans, that Portland, Maine has its own little section of the wall, so on Monday I went down to the Old Port to take a look. Indeed, there it was standing on Long Wharf near Di Millos Floating Restaurant.




There are 39 places in the U.S. that have sections of the wall, places like the Nixon Library, Reagan Library, and Loyola Marymount University. I can't find any references about how and why Portland got its little piece of perestroika.
As you can see, I had to use flash on the camera at 4:15 pm.
Jay's Oyster Bar is just across the parking lot behind the wall sections, so I popped in for a bakers dozen of "raw and naked" oysters that I've taken a liking to since living here. Unfortunately I didn't take any pictures of the little guys.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Still Fall in Maine


It was 28 degrees this morning. We've already had the first snow, and it is still technically called "fall", and will be called so until the end of December. I, apparently, am the only one taking exception to the conventional nomenclature. I feel like northern New England ought to be an exception, but then, I am reminded that by being "from away" have no authority to challenge anything in Maine. I've also been reminded that I will never be a Mainer, so just stop with the judgements.


OK, so call it whatever you want, but you can't get around the readout of the thermometer and the visual presence of the white stuff.




The car has its "winter" wiper blades, undiluted coolant, 5/30 weight oil, and 150 pounds of sand over the rear wheels, but its still fall in Maine.