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Weather

The misfortune of some

As the old saying goes in the Ozarks, we’re always two weeks away from a drought.

I’ve been following Dr. Jeff Master’s weblog at Weather Underground, as he covers Hurricane Dennis, the strongest July hurricane in this country since records have been maintained. Last night and today, folks are being evacuated in Florida and Alabama, and from Dr. Master’s recent Saturday evening post, it’s a good thing they were:

I urge all residents of the Gulf Coast in Alabama and the Florida Panhandle who were undecided about whether to evacuate to get out now!

Dennis continues to break the rules for what is usual for a hurricane. In my previous blog entry, I wrote that it is very unusual for a major hurricane to regain its former intensity after a long crossing over land. However, Dennis is poised to do just that.

Dennis continues to break the rules for what is usual for a hurricane. As timing would have it, I happened to read this just before putting on a film I checked out from Netflix, the British Science Fiction classic, “The Day the World Caught Fire”.

The story is told from the perspective of a reporter and a London-based newspaper room, filmed in a genuine newspaper office. In the film, the world is knocked out of its orbit from atomic blasts, but the news is kept from the populace. All they know is that the weather has changed, and changed drastically. It’s an extremely powerful movie, and even somewhat uncomfortable to watch. I can see now why many equate it with “The Day the Earth Stood Still”, as one of the finest science fiction movies of all time. What the older British science fiction movies lacked in Playtex Living Monsters, they definitely made up for in suspense and realism.

But I digress. To return to the reality of our own unreal weather, Dr. Masters just wrote another post saying that it’s probably too late, now, to evacuate in the Florida Panhandle. To just sit tight–Dennis is about to hit as a strong category 3, weak category 4 storm.

Hurricane, high winds, and flooding advisories have been issued across several states, and even we in Missouri had a ‘heads up’ because there is a good possibility that Dennis will follow the Mississippi Valley and hit both Illinois and Missouri, passing through Arkansas and Tennessee on the way. Unlike Mississippi, Florida, Georgia, and Alabama, though, we in Arkansas, Missouri, and Illinois are delighted to welcome Dennis to our homes–even with the risk of flooding. We’re now in the midst of what has been declared to be an extreme drought, as the weather monitor map shows.

Dennis is the fourth major tropical story this year, and it’s only a couple of weeks into hurricane season. This is not a good sign for a part of the country that’s still trying to recover from being so badly hit last year. It doesn’t seem like the folks that area have been getting many breaks lately.

We inland have also not been getting any breaks in the weather, either, though we’re not at risk for such devastating loses and potential (but hopefully no) loss of life. It’s sadly ironic, though, that the cause of many people’s despair along the Gulf is the root of some hope in this region. We don’t wish anyone harm, but we need the rain.

The bear I ran into a few weeks back was most likely displaced by the drought. Black bears are ranging farther afield, and have even been swimming the Mississippi into other states. As good as this is for propagation efforts, it also increases the likelihood of a confrontation between bear and human, most likely to the detriment of the bear.

Important grain crops such as corn and soybean are suffering, which means food could be going up in price, and some countries could be going hungry. Economically, this in an area already suffering unemployment and poverty, and now more agricultural workers could be laid off. In addition, many of the farms in this Midwest area are still owned by small farmers, most of whom can’t take a really bad year and stay afloat.

Our hills are at risk for fire, and its probably only a matter of time before we have a major fire. The forests are already suffering from clear cutting in the 1800’s, and another deforestation will have long term consequences to the viability of the Ozark forest. A big story out of the Ozarks last year is the sighting of a previously thought extinct woodpecker. All it could take would be one fire to push this rare bird back into the extinct lists…for good.

Even river traffic is impacted. This year marks the seventh in a drought that’s impacted on the flow of water in the Missouri river, leading to a battle in the US Senate between those who are up-river and those who are down. Missouri is ‘down’ river in case you’re curious. The upriver folks in states like Montana want to hold more of the Missouri’s water in dams, while the downriver want more released.

Though Hurricane Dennis won’t impact on the Missouri River drought, it will on the Mississippi, also running lower than normal. That’s the real danger of lowering Missouri water flow: its impact on the Mississippi, which is fed by northern rivers. Unlike the Missouri, which never did support much in the way of modern river traffic, the Mississippi River is essential to the transportation of agricultural and other products.

Most of us are also dependent on the rivers for our own personal water use, in addition to water for our crops and forests. I just read that the folks in East St. Louis have been issued boil water notices. On the other hand, the lower levels of water in the Meramec have led to better than average fishing, as these Bosnians, I believe they are, found out yesterday, though one ended up losing half his pole when his line got caught up on rocks.

To add injustice to the irony, even if we do get significant moisture from Dennis, enough to provide a decent supply of water, we could be looking at flooding as the water hits on sun-baked dirt, hard as a rock. In addition, Dennis could bring with it the Asian Soybean rust, a virulent fungus that could impact on an already impacted soy crop. As farmers in the region say, though, we’ll deal with things as they come. So we’ll take the rain and worry about the rust, later.

Dennis is going to hit any time now. I wish there was something we could do to help the folks in the region, other than send along our thoughts.

In the meantime, between checking the ‘casts, I spent time yesterday at Shaw Nature Center, which is along the most northern part of the Ozarks. The region isn’t as badly impacted by the drought, but you can see it in the trees and plants: leaves already dropping, plants drooping, flowers opened too early. Normally in a Missouri summer, you can stand in a forest and hear life beating around you. Yesterday, it was silent. The rain coming in will help. Might even be enough to save the monarch migration.

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Critters Weather

More weather talk

We are never going to get any rain. Even now, I can look at the Weather Underground radar and see a huge storm system break apart and dissipate as soon as it hits the high pressure area hovering over our city. And they’ve issued another heat alert, which means another day without walking.

But tomorrow, tomorrow the weather will be cooler and if we’re lucky, we’ll even have some rain to clean our air and we can breath. And then I’m out of here. Oh yes I am, like a shot, a bullet from a gun.

By the way, I just received an invitation to join a giant squid hunting expedition.

Blog(between-the)Lines(SM) translation: Burningbird shot giant squid.

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Weather Weblogging

Weather junkies rejoice

I’ve been a subscriber to the Weather Underground for a few years now. For the cost of 5.00 a year, you can access all the functionality at the site, without ads and including radar pictures during peak times. The weather forecasting is superior to Weather channel’s site, and the maps and graphics much cleaner and easier to read. For a weather junkie, Weather Underground is candy.

Recently the site has added weblogs as a component of its interactive services. Now, in addition to sharing photos and personal weather station information, you can now share your intimate thoughts and deep corporate secrets. Well, as long as neither are obscene, because the company has put censorship control in the hands of the customers — allowing each of us to ‘flag’ whether a post is obscene or not.

My weblog, with it’s first innocuous entry is here. The left side of the blog page contains page controls, including options controlling whether to display the top photo banner and a login. For members, the left side also has a link to member settings, Weather Email and Mail Box, My Photos, My Blog, and the Forecast Fliers.

The right side displays thumbnails of recent photos I’ve uploaded. By uploading them, I give Weather Underground explicit permission to use the photos for the company’s own purpose, though I retain full copyright. Following the photos are links I’ve added to the weblog, and the weather stations I monitor . These stations are maintained by a network of people who run their own personal weather stations and then use software to upload the data to the site.

Before I started uploaded photos and creating WunderBlog entries, I could add weather forecasts as favorites and email alerts. This is in addition to the click and zoom radar and subscribing to weather casts through Bloglines, based on the RSS feeds associated with each individual community. (I’ve even thought about trying something a little interesting with the feeds and my comments, because lord knows, we need more toys.) I also use the Trip Planner to check out typical weather conditions when I’m planning a cross-country drive.

Now the site has weblogs and cross-member communication. I’ve already had my first email message, with kind words on one of my photos–the bee on the water lily. Kind considering the great photo the sender had just posted–take a look at that critter’s face. (Want more critter closeups, then check out this damselfly.)

About the only thing missing at Weather Underground from a social network perspective is tags. They do have categories for the photos, though, so don’t despair.

Though all of the tech is fun to play with, there’s a great deal of usefulness about all of this interactivity. The personal weather stations not only provide in-depth current weather information, they also provide history, which can then be used to help out with other technology such as the trip planner. In his weblog, the Weather Underground’s top meteorologist provides a more in-depth look at weather patterns and what they mean, such as the exceedingly calm spring we’ve had this year (Oklahoma had no tornadoes in May — a record). He was also able to issue an alert about a pending bill in Congress that would close the NWS (National Weather Service) data from small, independent companies if the data is provided by ‘commercial providers’–a direct violation of federally funded data being made available to the people without prejudice (and a bill instigated by a couple of larger, commercial weather data providers.)

(He also provided pointers to a graph of the drought that’s hitting us and surrounding states. From the look of it, I think one reason we may be seeing more bear in Missouri now is a severe drought in northern Arkansas, where most of these bear live.)

In the Weather Station discussion, how the stations tracked Arlene is mapped, and how the new weblogging system is put together is discussed in the developer’s weblog.

I don’t plan on posting frequently to my WunderBlog weblog. I’ll most likely leave it for weather-related writings that might bore most of you. (Though they do make a nice break from the ‘women in weblogging’, blasting the Illuminati, and other too-typical fare, eh?) It has been interesting to watch this site evolve from being ‘just’ a weather web page to being the center of a rather thriving little community. A nice next step would be an API that allows integrated access from other sites, though this might overwhelm the services if too successful. Besides, at 5.00 a year, mustn’t get too greedy.

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Critters Environment Weather

Neighborhood

I took my camera outside this morning, and then had to wait for the condensation to dissipate before taking a photo. It’s not as hot today, but the humidity is breathtaking for only being the beginning of June. Considering that the coast has already been hit with its first tropical storm, I think we can safely say that any weather report out of the South and Midwest this summer will begin with, “Wet…”.

Growth has been explosive, almost overwhelming, and not necessarily welcome, as witness this mold growing in front of our neighbor’s home. It was only a couple of inches in size a few days ago, and though I imagine it’s harmless, it doesn’t look welcome or benevolent. I thought about getting closer to get a macro shot of the mold, but then I remembered this is Saturday–reminding me of the Saturday Sci-Fi flicks where the woman, too damn curious, gets closer and closer to the strange stuff on the ground…

The front of our home is different, primarily because of the garden we’re growing. When I said previously that I couldn’t start a garden this year, I wasn’t exactly honest. We did start a garden–a finch garden. Every other day I scatter a mix of seeds across the dirt in front of our place, and we’ve managed to attract a flock of finches, a couple of mourning doves, squirrels, and several bunnies. I’m not sure who enjoys the show more: me, my roommate, or our cat.

I’ve tried taking some photos of the critters, but too much movement scares them away, as it should. The reason we scattered the seed instead of using feeders is that what the birds don’t get, the bunnies will. And if the seeds sprout, well, frankly, anything is an improvement over the current yard care company’s efforts.

Unfortunately, not all encounters with wildlife in our neighborhood have been happy ones. My roommate came in today to tell me that a raccoon had become trapped in the dumpster and I had to, of course, grab my camera to take a picture. It’s a sad, sad picture, indeed, seeing that poor little creature among all that filth.

There’s something ominous about the photo–as if I’ve taken a photo of our future. We’re just as trapped on this one little planet as that poor raccoon is in the garbage bin.

(Something to think of next time you throw away that plastic bottle, eh?)

We called the office and they hope they can get someone out to help the beastie escape, but just in case, Rob went to buy a 2 x 4 to place into the bin. We’ve used this approach before, but I am worried that it seems to favor its one leg, and if it is injured it won’t be able to climb out.

Some people think of raccoons as pests, but looking at that image again, I see a cute furry creature with big brown eyes just trying to survive, sitting among the refuse of a wasteful, disposable society, and I wonder who really is the pest?

I am so glad that we found that recycling place and now recycle most of our garbage. Otherwise after looking at that poor thing, I’d be feeling a great deal of guilt now. I still feel guilt, though. I won’t be happy until it’s freed.

The raccoon is not the only creature that has run into trouble trying to survive among an increasing encroachment of people. Not too long ago, a man shot and killed one of Missouri’s very rare black bears, when it threatened the man’s dog. At first I was outraged by the story about the bear who had been attracted to he man’s chicken feed and been chased off, only to return a second time to be killed. If the man had only contacted the Conservation department after the first visit something could have been done.

A later story, though, said that the man did contact the Conservation department and had enclosed his feed bins and taken all the steps he could. He also tried to chase the bear away in this second visit, but his dog got excited and ran at the bear and the bear stood on its hind legs ready to attack the dog. The man shot the bear with a 22 rifle, worried about his dog being killed. He then called the Conservation department again but when they found the bear the next morning, it was dead.

I have a beloved pet and would most likely kill to protect her. But now my chances of seeing a black bear in its own habitat has been decreased, and the Ozarks seems to have settled another inch or two in resignation.

Not long before the bear shooting, I read a discussion at Veerle’s weblog about the baby seal hunts in Canada, a practice that has actually increased in recent years, rather than decrease:

It is a grossly inhumane kill that goes mostly unregulated, as there are limited fisheries officer to watch and inspect the number of sealers on the ice. Credible witnesses have documented seeing seals skinned alive and tortured.

The Seal Hunt methods of kill? Clubs, hakapiks, rifles and shotguns. Not convinced of the cruelty? Then I recommend watching these 2 movies, and this audio/photo slide show. But be warned I was shocked after seeing those!

I have seen these hunts in videos in the past, and was surprised that the practice has continued. I had assumed that the fur trade has decreased as there’s been such a backlash against wearing fur coats. I do remember when I saw the videos long ago, I was angry and disgusted that such acts could be perpetuated against an animal, much less ones so young and helpless.

Yet there was a set of comments written by a Norwegian, Erik A. Drabløs in veerle’s post that gave me pause.

Did you completely overlook that I said “when used properly”? The sealers in the movies are obviously not using them properly. When used properly death is instant and the animals feel as little or less pain than when their throats are slit or electrocuted in slaughterhouses.

If you guys feel the need to demonstrate against the Canadian government, by all means do, but don’t stop there. Stop eating eggs from chickens pent up in tiny cages wading in their own s***. Stop eating meat from animals thrown around in packed transports. Heck, become a vegeterian. It’s not that hard if you really feel like you want to do something. (Or you could just do as I do; buy eggs from free-ranging chickens, milk from ecological farms and similar products.)

Guilty as charged, as I buy beef without regard for how it’s raised, and chickens from an Alabama farm that’s been cited for cruelty to animals. It’s more convenient you know. Cheaper, too.

This reminded me of a wonderful cartoon that AKMA’s daughter, Pippa had drawn a while back and which I asked if I could reproduce in a post. I predict a brilliant career as a political satirist for this young lady, and have a feeling she’ll wield her pen and pencil with devastating sharpness.

I am an omnivore and have no intention of becoming a herbivore, but one can make choices as one goes about living and consuming. The first choice to make is learning to shop responsibly, and to do with less. The second choice is deciding to enjoy the first choice.

Seals in Canada, a chicken farm in Alabama, a black bear in southern Missouri and Pippa’s wonderfully subtle drawing all remind me how we’ll cry out against cruelty and loss when it’s located far away from our own neighborhoods.

But neighborhood is a relative thing.

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Weather

Don’t mess with the lady

The conditions look very good for Hurricane Katrina to be a very nasty affair when it hits land. There’s little or no shear to tear it apart, and the water in the Gulf is bathtub hot. If it hits on or near New Orleans, well, this is about the most Not Good of the Not Good scenarios.

From Wunderground’s Dr. Jeff Masters’ weblog:

I’d hate to be an Emergency Management official in New Orleans right now. Katrina is pretty much following the NHC forecast, and appears likely to pass VERY close to New Orleans. I’m surprised they haven’t ordered an evacuation of the city yet. While the odds of a catastropic hit that would completely flood the city of New Orleans are probably 10%, that is way too high in my opinion to justify leaving the people in the city. If I lived in the city, I would evactuate NOW! There is a very good reason that the Coroner’s office in New Orleans keeps 10,000 body bags on hand. The risks are too great from this storm, and a weekend away from the city would be nice anyway, right? GO! New Orleans needs a full 72 hours to evacuate, and landfall is already less than 72 hours away. Get out now and beat the rush. You’re not going to have to go to work or school on Monday anyway. If an evacuation is ordered, not everyone who wants to get out may be able to do so–particularly the 60,000 poor people with no cars.