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A Year Along the Geostationary Orbit

Sunday, 7 July, 2019

A geostationary orbit, often referred to as a geosynchronous equatorial orbit, is a circular orbit 35,786 km above the Earth’s equator and following the direction of the Earth’s rotation. Here, Felix Dierich presents a year through the eyes of the Himawari-8 Japanese weather satellite.


Heat interruptions unwelcome

Thursday, 27 June, 2019

“I can easily bear cold, loneliness, hunger and toothache, but I cannot bear noise, heat interruptions, or other people.” — Patricia Highsmith

Patricia Highsmith


That ancient fence, the night

Thursday, 8 November, 2018

“The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day’s last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.” F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

November night at home


The wrath of Brian

Saturday, 21 October, 2017 0 Comments

“Storm Brian, a rapidly deepening depression in the mid-Atlantic, is expected to fill as it tracks over parts of Ireland late Friday night and early on Saturday.” — Met Éireann

Brian

“When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.” — Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore


Storm coming

Friday, 22 September, 2017 0 Comments

Surf's up

“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.” — Dorothy Parker


Going to the grocery in snow

Sunday, 15 January, 2017 0 Comments

“It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.” — Truman Capote

snow


Season of mists and mellows

Saturday, 24 September, 2016 0 Comments

Autumn mist

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

To Autumn by John Keats


The snow did not show

Sunday, 10 January, 2016 0 Comments

The snow that’s been missing all winter might arrive on Thursday. Then again, it might not. So far, it has not showed, the snow, and that’s upset lots of people and plans.

Red Bull


Fear no more the heat o’ the sun

Sunday, 28 July, 2013 0 Comments

Today, we’re being threatened with temperatures in the region of 40°C. Time to think cool thoughts of the past winter, when snow was general. Time, too, to think of Cymbeline by William Shakespeare, which is based on legends of the early Celtic King Cunobelinus. The most famous verse in the play is the funeral song […]

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Life without air-con

Thursday, 25 July, 2013 0 Comments

On Sunday, in Munich, the temperature is predicted to reach 38C, and it might even touch 40C. Because Germans regard air-conditioning as “American” and, therefore, depraved, unnecessary suffering will be widespread; especially hard hit will be helpless patients in many of the city’s clinics and hospitals.

There was a time, however, on the other side of the Atlantic when air-conditioning was unknown and Arthur Miller captured the hardship of summer in Manhattan beautifully in “Before air-conditioning,” which was first published in the New Yorker in June 1998. Snippet:

“People on West 110th Street, where I lived, were a little too bourgeois to sit out on their fire escapes, but around the corner on 111th and farther uptown mattresses were put out as night fell, and whole families lay on those iron balconies in their underwear.

Even through the nights, the pall of heat never broke. With a couple of other kids, I would go across 110th to the Park and walk among the hundreds of people, singles and families, who slept on the grass, next to their big alarm clocks, which set up a mild cacophony of the seconds passing, one clock’s ticks syncopating with another’s.”

On the other hand, the Bavarians might be justified in their rejection of air conditioning because as Garrison Keillor once noted: “It was luxuries like air conditioning that brought down the Roman Empire. With air conditioning their windows were shut, they couldn’t hear the barbarians coming.”

Munich weather


Sometimes the sign seems superfluous

Sunday, 2 June, 2013 0 Comments

“Bathing forbidden” it says. Western Europe has been having a strangely cold, wet and sunless spring. There’s snow on higher ground and rain in the valleys has swelled rivers and brought floods. The water table is saturated; the ground won’t hold any more. An expert at Belgium’s Royal Meteorological Institute, Corentin Fourneau, gave euronews this […]

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