High Temperature: 78F Low Temperature: 57F Sunrise: 6:34 am Sunset: 8:11 pm Humidity: 38% Wind: w 5 mph
There is something unsettling about a windless day in Oklahoma. We've gotten used to the invisible rushing wall of sound, the deep sway of branches, the frenetic movement of leaves. To just barely catching hold of our hats as they lift up and off of our heads.
This is not to say that days with no or little wind are under-appreciated. We crave them! They are the days when it's quiet enough to think. When we can accomplish the tasks that require calm, such as laying weed guard over the garden beds, working with dirt, mulch, or hay, replacing the plastic on one of the greenhouses - and for taking photographs.
Bird sightings: two pigeons have found the abandoned owl box in the rafters of the barn. Where did they come from and how did they find us? Will they stay? And, well-hidden among the leaves of a diminutive winged elm tree in the southern pasture we found a beautifully constructed nest. Tucked inside were four wee white eggs dusted with the finest brown spots. I believe they are the eggs of black-capped chickadee. The single Black-headed Grosbeak is still here.
Can you see the lark ascending? What a lovely afternoon. - Kate Bush, "Prologue," from Aerial
High Temperature: 71F Low Temperature: 46F Sunrise: 6:35 am Sunset: 8:10 pm Humidity: 38% Wind: nnw 20 mph
The forecast was correct. At around 8:45 pm last night we were hit by a strong thunderstorm that came loaded with hail. We had heard the thunder hours earlier, rumbling in the distance. For about 20 minutes the hail clattered down onto the roof and thudded into the grass. Though it was too dark to see, we could judge the size by the sound it made when landing on the roof: the brittle ice cube sound of small hail, then a burst of deep booms from the larger, heavier stuff. It was a violent but short-lived storm. Within 45 minutes all was peaceful outside. No wind, no rain. The crickets and frogs resumed their night singing and we drifted off to sleep.
By morning the skies had emptied. There was nothing but blue and a soft, cool breeze.
During our afternoon walk, a disorderly flock of Franklin's Gulls flew low overhead, the stark white of their feathers flickering and flashing in the bright sun. According to our bird book, they are a common sight over prairie country during migration. In our 13 years here, we've never before seen them.
High Temperature: 82F Low Temperature: 53F Sunrise: 6:36 am Sunset: 8:09 pm Humidity: 61% Chance of Rain: 20%
If a day had to be picked as the most perfect kind of Oklahoma day, it would be this one. The morning clear and slightly cool. A light breeze carried the smell of sweet grass. There was no torment yet from the gnats that seek the tender, tasty edges of our ears, nor of famished deer flies circling overhead. The crisp songs of the meadowlarks (flushed as we walked through the grass), cardinals (perched at the uppermost branches of trees), bluebirds (warbling from the electric wires), a lone mockingbird (doing his aerobatics from the broken down windmill) serenaded us as they greeted the rising sun, each proclaiming their little slice of the territorial pie.
But it is early Spring and the weather is unstable. Thunderstorms loom for the evening. There is the dire forecast of hail. The tiny green blobs on the radar are slowly growing in size and moving eastward. And down south I can see the clouds amassing in shades of gray. But tomorrow looks like a seriously viable candidate for the most perfect kind of Oklahoma day.
Bird sighting: a lone Black-headed Grosbeak has stopped by on its way north to partake of sunflower seeds and water from the bird bath.
High Temperature: 79F Low Temperature: 64F Sunrise: 6:37 am Sunset: 8:08 pm Humidity: 44% Wind: s 17 mph
This is what the day looked like, That color of green seen only in April, glowing against a faded blue sky. The wind tore up from the south, as it frequently does, shredding the clouds into thin strips or turning them into soft-edged orbs, like a child's idea of clouds.. Surprisingly, in the late afternoon we heard frogs in the shaded and marshy places down near the "new" pond. The cool of March and early April are their high season.