Windy night

Tuesday night a line of strong storms was moving into Georgia, and it looked like we would get a lot of it here. Around 7 pm it got windy.

These are the trees behind our house. They are pretty tall, and they were whipping around dramatically.

This is what my phone’s weather app showed for the radar at 7:00.

storm7pmThe pushpin is right at our house on the mountain. The blue boxes are storm warnings. Here is what it looked like at 8:30 when the line was almost on us.

storm830pmThe heaviest rain has already split to pass around us. By 8:55 we were getting fairly heavy rain, but not the heaviest.

storm855pmIt was all over here by 10:15, although it looked like we would get at least some additional light rain. We didn’t.

storm1015pm

We got about 0.96 inches of rain, enough to help, but not as much as we needed. Others got significantly more.

 

 

 

 

Webs

When I walked the dogs down the Texas Valley side of Fouche Gap on Tuesday, something just above the road cut caught my eye. At first it looked like a larger-than-normal CD hanging in the brush. It was an almost perfectly round spider web. I tried to take a picture with my phone, but it was too far away. I went back on Wednesday with a camera. I didn’t find the same web, but I found others.

two webs

 

Here are two more.

two other websThey are backlit by the morning sun. The circumferential strands catch the light just like the concentric rings of a CD. Here’s a closer shot.

web closerOur camera has a long zoom lens, but I was too shaky to get a really well-focused shot at a longer zoom. This is about the best I could do. I think that’s the spider in the center.

They were really cool to see, but I would hate to wrap one around my face if I were walking through the woods.

 

 

 

Cold enough for you?

One of the weather apps on my phone showed this Monday morning.

iphone temps

When the phone knows where our house is, it chooses the nearest community, which is called Coosa.

The weather app usually has an hourly temperature for 24 hours. This time it showed an hourly temperature for 48 hours. Everything looked OK for the first 24 hours, and then it showed -459 degrees for the next 24 hours. Before I say anything about it, I would like you, faithful reader, to see if you can guess what that might mean. What is the significance of -459 degrees? Note that the other temperatures are Fahrenheit.

Here’s what I think.

First, there are at least four temperature scales in common use, depending on your definition of common. The one most often used in the US is the Fahrenheit scale. The one used in almost the entire rest of the world is the Celsius scale. According to Wikipedia, “Fahrenheit is used in the Bahamas, Belize, the Cayman Islands, Palau, and the United States and associated territories of American Samoa and the U.S. Virgin Islands for everyday applications.” As almost everyone knows, 32 is the freezing point of water in Fahrenheit, and zero is the freezing point in Celsius. There are nine Fahrenheit degrees for every five Celsius degrees.

The third commonly-used scale is Kelvin, which uses the same degrees as Celsius but sets zero at absolute zero, which is usually taken to be the lowest possible temperature that a material can reach. Zero Kelvin is -273.15 C.

Absolute zero in the Fahrenheit scale is -459.67. So apparently someone expected the temperatures for the following day to be absolute zero.

Of course that’s not true. My guess as to what happened is that the programming that creates the weather app expects an input for temperatures in Kelvin, and then converts the input values into Fahrenheit. Since the app does not usually show temperatures for beyond 24 hours, those values were probably zero. The program sees those zeroes as Kelvin, and 0 Kelvin is (approximately) -459 F. So that’s my guess as to why those values showed up.

I mentioned four “commonly” used temperature scales. The fourth is Rankine, which uses Fahrenheit degrees but sets zero at absolute zero, the same as Kelvin. The only place I have ever seen Rankine used is in a huge, complex program I ran when I worked in Huntsville. The program was intended to calculate heating and optical signatures of objects flying in space, like, typically, reentry vehicles (the explosive tip of a ballistic missile). Many parts of it were written more than 40 years ago, and much of it was written by engineers. Engineers, in my experience , tend to use what they have always used, and most engineers in those days used American units. So much of the program was written using the American system of weights and measures, sometimes called English units, or customary units.

Most people in the civilized world, especially scientists, use the International System of weights and measures, usually called the metric system. Even American scientists use it. It’s usually designated as “SI”, using the French word order.

I fairly intensely dislike the American system, although I use it daily for speeds, weights and temperatures (you know, when in Rome …). I fumed every time I had to convert SI units into American units for the program I used. Later updates allowed SI units as input, although I think the program still did its calculations in American units.

Later on Monday the second 24 hours disappeared and so did the -459 degree temperatures.

 

 

Zeke likes blackberries

There is a nice stretch of blackberries along Lavender Trail where we walk the dogs. Zeke has shown a lot of interest in them, so we have picked some for him to eat.

zeke sniffing blackberryIt turns out he doesn’t really need our help. He can get them all by himself.

Here the same clip is in a slightly different format. I don’t know whether it will be easier for some people to view.

I tapped Zeke on the shoulder to get him to look at a couple of likely berries.

The blackberries are not plump and juicy, probably because we didn’t get much rain over the last few weeks. I have been picking a few for Zeke on our evening walks, and he seems to relish them. In fact, it’s hard to drag him past the blackberries for our regular morning walk. So I decided to try one. It was so tart it almost turned my mouth inside out. Apparently Zeke has a taste for sour.

 

True Colors*

Saturday night Leah and I went down into town to get hamburgers, a very rare occurrence for us. We had forgotten that it was the Fourth of July until we drove past Ridge Ferry Park on the Oostanaula River and saw crowds and police gathering. The hamburger joint was nearby. When we pulled into the parking lot, we saw this parade heading towards the park to celebrate American independence.

rednecks

Leah and I both had the same strong emotional reaction to this sight: it was scary.

I have tried to be fair and honest about this, but I can’t think of one even slightly charitable interpretation of this behavior. For me, it’s one of two things, either a display that says, “I’m a racist and proud of it”, or a display of gross ignorance; possibly both.

All of the flags in this image seem to be the Confederate battle flag. Some trucks had the old Georgia state flag that included the battle flag, and some had an American flag alongside the racist flag.

The old Georgia state flag with the Confederate battle flag is an even stronger statement of racism than the original battle flag itself, since the Georgia legislature created that particular flag in 1956 specifically as a symbol of defiance towards the American policy of desegregation. The racist symbol flag was eliminated in 2003 through the efforts of Roy Barnes, the last Democratic governor of Georgia, who lost his next gubernatorial election largely because of that.

I interpret this parade of bigotry as a reaction to the widespread backlash against display of the Confederate symbol after the racially-motivated murder of nine black people in Charleston. Apparently other like-minded (I’m being generous in attributing a quality of “mind” to this behavior) people have been having such parades around Georgia and perhaps other backward places.

I talked about the kinds of people who do this in a previous post about the Sons of Confederate Veterans and the racist auto tag they had the state of Georgia produce. There is sometimes an attempt to characterize the symbol and the behavior as honoring some kind of mythical Southern heritage that doesn’t include starting the bloodiest American war to try to preserve and extend slavery in the United States. In that previous post I concluded that the SCV are being disingenuous and that their other words show their true colors.

Maybe some of these people are trying to say that they simply want to honor their Southern heritage. In that case, it’s kind of ironic that they are heading towards Ridge Ferry Park, named for the Cherokee leader Major Ridge, who had a ferry not far away. Ridge was a Cherokee leader during the time that the Cherokees were forcibly removed from their traditional lands in Georgia by covetous white settlers. That’s certainly part of Southern white heritage, but not one I would consider worth honoring.

Another part of Southern heritage is a tendency to cry about how badly Southerners were treated after the Civil War (or, as I prefer to call it, the War to Save Slavery). Roger Aycock, a local author, wrote a history of the Rome, Ga, area called “All Roads to Rome.” He relied largely on contemporaneous newspaper articles for his material. The history of Reconstruction was notable for the whining of Romans about how badly they were treated after losing the war, but there was nothing about how badly slaves might have been treated before, or ex-slaves after. That kind of blind, self-absorbed unhappiness about conditions created by their own behavior seems to continue to this day to be typical of a certain population down here.

In any event, everyone knows that the Southern heritage they want to celebrate and honor never existed, and “everyone” includes the flag bearers of that heritage.

The other possibility is that these people really are simply racists and they know exactly what they’re doing, and they want people to have the reaction that Leah and I had. They want black people to fear them and what they might do. If it scares a few white “liberals”, so much the better.

I suppose one possible good thing about the display of the Confederate battle flag is that these people are identifying themselves so the rest of us know who they are.

* This opinionated post is one of the very few I have allowed myself on this blog. We now return to the normal bland posts.