In the Neighborhood:
8/8-Our first ripe tomato! We had our ritual first mater as a BLT, although because of the cyclospora outbreak, we omitted the lettuce. C had hers with a new "bacon" product made from mushrooms and avocado. My greens were basil. Both sammies were yummy.
While warm and muggy during the day, a front had swung down lowering the mugginess with a freshening breeze. Buddy had spent the morning snoozing on the couch.
Early one morning, I looked out front and saw a mating pair of Sandhill Cranes:
Thanks to the blog, I was able to look at past years and curiously, we seem to frequently have these visits in August. Research indicates they are raising their nearly grown chicks and fueling up for the big flight South in October.
8/9-first batch of storms came this afternoon. I always like to witness this event where the rain begins light without wind and produces this visual which only lasts a short while:
I guess with the recent historic dates of the atomic attacks in Japan as a reminder, this looks like the reversal of the flash shadows-this one is from Hiroshima:Buddy had been on patrol and came back following the dry deck areas under the roof overhang-note the "shadows" have gone:
We didn't get much rain out of this batch, but it did cool things down refreshingly.
8/10-huge thunderstorms early this morning. I began to hear the rumble off in the distance (I had awakened from first sleep) and it kept getting louder. It was moving fast and while there was not much wind, the thunder and lightning were very loud and intense with pouring rain. The noise got to Buddy, who retreated to a safe place in the basement until it was over. All told from yesterday afternoon-we received a much needed 1.5" of rain. Yay!
C had put out some elderly almond milk on the Buffet and MamaC enjoyed it very much:
Seen in the garden:
I saw this guy last month-Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (ETS)
This week I saw this by the tomatoes:
Meet Mrs. ETS, in her "dark morph" stage which mimics the toxic Pipevine Swallowtail as an evolutionary solution to avoid predators especially during this time in August when she is laying the eggs of her second brood.
Hodgepodge for $400:
One day, MamaC discovers a liminal space while eating a pear.
We received a letter featuring a skunk stamp (well, they are Stampies, after all) with postmark. Is this coincidental or planned clever visual?
Interesting vid about Hudson Bay and Churchill, a village that can only be reached reliably by sea or by air:
One curious aspect of life in Churchill is a major inter-species issues between humans and polar bears. Every Fall, Churchill is a gathering place for the bears who are waiting for ice to form. The bear's life cycle is this: when it warms, they have to go inland and essentially fast throughout Summer, living off their Winter fat. So, when Fall comes around, they head to Churchill which is located in an estuary. Bears need ice to support their weight while they hunt seals who pop out of the water. While they wait, they are weak and hangry. Cultural snapshot: folks leave their vehicles unlocked, providing shelter for someone being chased by a bear. There is a hotline to call if you see a bear in your street and even a lockup facility for troublesome bears-usually juveniles. The permanent population of humans there is under 900.
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In the 8/7 NYT, there was an article about scientists who trained artificial intelligence on libraries of DNA and then asked the model to create recipes for viral genomes. Sixteen of them were viable, yielding new viruses not found in nature.
So, unlike The Terminator which featured robots killing off our species, here is a much more efficient method.
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Germfask MI-a place that is not a name but a collection of initials. Located in the Southern UP, just NW of Manistique and Gulliver (where Michele's father's people are from), it is a unincorporated community of 469 souls (2020 census). The name was derived from the surname initials of eight of the original settlers of 1881: John Grant, Matthew Edge, William Robinson, Thaddeus Mead, Dr. W. W. French, Ezekiel Ackley, Oscar (O.D.) Sheppard, and Hezekiah Knaggs.
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MADads-In grocer Aldi's new ad campaign, customers regularly experience hallucinations while shopping where they meet up with a cowboy who gives sage advice on the advantages of shopping at Aldi:
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Cautionary tales: There Will Come Soft Rains
1918-WWI still rages and a new plague has arrived in the form of the Spanish Flu. Sara Teasdale wrote this:
(War Time)
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,
Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
In 1950, Ray Bradbury wrote a short story with the same title, appearing in Collier's magazine and later as a chapter in the Martian Chronicles. Considering the rapid expansion of AI, this tale is uneasily prescient. From Wiki:
A nuclear catastrophe has left the city of Allendale, CA, entirely desolate. However, within one miraculously preserved house, the daily routine continues –automatic systems within the home prepare breakfast, clean the house, make beds, wash dishes, and address the former residents without any knowledge of their current state as burnt silhouettes on one of the walls.
The automated house system chimes the date by saying, "Today is August 4, 2026".
A sickly and emaciated dog, having previously belonged to the family, enters the house. It is unable to enter the kitchen, where the automated systems are making pancakes. It runs around in a frenzy, before dying. After an hour, the automated systems remove the dog's body, incinerating it.
That evening, the house recites to the absent hostess a random selection by her favorite poet, "There Will Come Soft Rains" by Sara Teasdale. A windstorm blows a tree branch through a window in the kitchen, starting a fire. The house's systems desperately attempt to put out the fire, but the doomed home burns to the ground in a night. The following dawn, all that remains is a single wall, which contains an automated system that endlessly reads aloud the date by repeatedly saying, "Today is August 5, 2026".
As I wrote above, perhaps it will be some superbug that AI creates that will wipe our species off the planet instead of murderous robots or our nuclear weapons. The bug would be a blessing for everything else alive instead of radiation. The planet might just recover given enough time.
FUBARland: Nasty food fight going on between establishment Dems and insurgent, younger progressive"socialists" over the path of the party. I came across this interesting comment: the Progessives aren't embracing Marxism or even Socialism, they are rejecting Reaganomics.
This past weekend while Roach was golfing at his course at Bedminster, there were surface to air missile systems on the course. Evidently, he takes Iran seriously in their thoughts of going biblical on his worthless ass.




























