January 12, 2005

  • How cold is it?

    Cold enough.  The thermometer says it’s -27°F/-33°C.  For
    days it has been creeping ever closer to the mystical forty below zero
    where the two scales converge.  For a while, the barometric
    pressure was creeping downward, seeming to promise some warming, but
    it’s on the way back up again now, at 30.2″.  Funny, I never used
    to pay that much attention to the weather.  But that was when I
    was younger, farther south, and not depending on a little woodstove and
    some fairly unreliable rural electric power to prevent hypothermia.

    The outdoor temps are relevant, but what really matters to me is the
    temperature in here.  By continually feeding wood into the stove
    and running up the electric bill, I’m keeping it in the mid fifties
    Fahrenheit most of the time.  That tends to dip when I go to bed
    and Doug takes over the fire watch.  Last night as he watched me
    rearranging the coals, leveling the bed of embers to make room for more
    fuel, he said, “fire building, or arranging, should be an Olympic
    event.”  I guess he was complimenting my skill.  If it was an
    Olympic event, I might be a contender.

    I work at it, not just for my comfort but for the survival of my
    houseplants.  Sometimes I think it’s absurd, setting myself up
    this way to have to battle the subarctic cold to ensure the survival of
    a collection of tropical plants.  But when the outdoors is white
    seven months out of the year, all this green indoors is comforting,
    good for my mental health such as that may be, if any.

    I was kneeling in front of the stove a few minutes ago, using the
    blackened old rock hammer that was the only firetool left behind by the
    previous residents, and the antique silver-handled fireplace poker
    that’s part of a set of firetools given to Greyfox by some people who
    didn’t manage to sell them at their selling-out-and-going-south sale a
    few years ago.  My purpose was to move some of the coals from the
    back of the firebox where they pile up because there’s less airflow
    back there to burn them.  The bed of coals needs to be somewhat
    level to get as much wood in as possible and not have it slide back out
    when the door is opened.

    The coals are hot.  I was wearing insulated leather gloves, but
    they’d get hot fast and I’d have to retreat and shut the door to cool
    both the gloves and my face.  My face has felt sunburned for days,
    since the beginning of this cold snap, from all that time exposed to
    the glowing coals.  There tonight I started noticing a sweet,
    meaty smell like barbecue roasting on a spit.  I guess Koji
    noticed it too.  He jumped off the bed and came over and started
    sniffing at my cheek.  Then he licked it.  I elbowed him away
    before he started nibbling.  Just a moment ago, Granny cat jumped
    up on the bookshelf next to me here and started sniffing my
    cheek.  Darnit, I’ve cooked myself.

    Some
    parts of the house are warmer than others.  I’ve got the back room
    closed off to conserve heat.  It’s probably below freezing in
    there.  The temp in the fifties is on thermometers placed near eye
    level in kitchen and living room, not attached to any exterior
    walls.  There’s frost on the plastic sheeting over all the
    windows, and on some of the walls.

    This picture is of the frost on the drape over the window at the head
    of my bed.  The light-colored upper part is the drape, and the
    darker part below is the frost-speckled cushion that I place across the
    head of my bed to insulate me from that north wall.  It’s a
    Hollywood style bed without a headboard, and some insulation is needed
    there.  I tend to turtle down under the covers to sleep.


    How the Earthquake Affected Earth

    NASA scientists studying the Indonesian earthquake of Dec. 26, 2004,
    have calculated that it slightly changed our planet’s shape, shaved
    almost 3 microseconds from the length of the day, and shifted the North
    Pole by centimeters.
     …

    According to their latest calculations, the Dec. 26th earthquake
    shifted Earth’s “mean North Pole” by about 2.5 centimeters (1 inch) in
    the direction of 145 degrees east longitude, more or less toward Guam
    in the Pacific Ocean. This shift is continuing a long-term seismic
    trend identified in previous studies.

    The quake also affected Earth’s shape. Chao and Gross calculated
    that Earth’s oblateness (flattening on the top and bulging at the
    equator) decreased by a small amount–about one part in 10 billion.
    This continues the trend of earthquakes making Earth less oblate. Less
    oblate means more round.

    They also found the earthquake decreased the length
    of the day by 2.68 microseconds. (A microsecond is one millionth of a
    second.) In other words, Earth spins a little faster than it did
    before. This change in spin is related to the change in oblateness.
    It’s like a spinning skater drawing arms closer to the body resulting
    in a faster spin.

    There’s more in the story linked above.

Comments (13)

  • Dear Kathy Lynn,

    Very informative and interesting post, not only for the info on the Earthquake. (Gaia seems to be pi**ed off lately) but for the recounting of how you are dealing with the cold up in Alaska, and comments about the weather. I’ve been noticing a lot of the bloggers mentioning our interesting weather patterns lately. But then, again, “people have always talked about the weather.” Congrats on maintaining tropical houseplants in near arctic conditions.

    Michael F. Nyiri, poet, philosopher, fool

  • That’s really cold.  The wind chill here is making it feel like -22C and that’s cold enough. However, I know it’s still going to get colder.

  • I’m sure it’s also affecting the funky weather changes too.  50′s & 60′s in Ohio most of the last 3 weeks…to say that’s unheard of here would be an understatement.  Sure we may have gotten lucky with a day or two in years passed, but for nearly 3 weeks…it’s crazy!  Not to mention snow in Texas, Vegas, and Seattle…I think the map got flipped around and Mother Nature is confused  Our yard looks like a lake and I’m beginning to wonder if I should wear a life jacket just to get to my car

  • Cold it is! I am constantly amazed that you live in such a climate… I admire your resilience.

  • thunderstorms and to 50 in michigan today … down to 16 by tomorrow night … i’d like to say that’s real unusual but it seems to happen around this time of year fairly often

    seems like a lot of people have been commenting on strange vibes in the last few days … have you noticed that? … i feel them too …

  • Be careful with that stove, woman!

  • Mid fifties inside? Wow. I’m impressed, I’d consider that waaaaaay too cold. My electric bill would be thousands of dollars a month in vain efforts to get it up to 75.

  • i hates the cold. our new house is too cold for my taste and expensive to heat. but, i moved down from the snow so, i have it a little easier this winter. happy hump day to you.

  • The earthquake changed Indonesian landscape forever. Maybe this is the start of another flood and everything goes under and up again. I gotta get my family away from Malaysia and to somewhere remote and far away from the ocean. Since Malaysia is just a little finger sticking out, however it’s been protected by Sumatera all these years. Out of volcanic range, out of the earthquake belt, out of hurricanes and big thunderstorms. Some of the villages in Indonesia and a few remote islands have totally been wiped out, leaving only debris in its wake. They have so many people there, not to be cruel, but they had it coming. I’m only bitter because most of the rape cases in my home country were perpetrated by Indonesian laborers who come to my country finding work. Every time as a child I would walk past these areas of construction, I would get catcalled or asked to come closer to them. It is frightening. No one stops this because their labor is cheap. I’m only really sorry for the children, those innocent angels that have died because their government did not want to install an early warning system. Then again it is a poor country.

    On another note, I would love to visit Alaska someday (it got colder in Minnesota one winter) and good luck tending the plants. Burned human flesh smells and tastes like fried bacon if you ask me, since I was burned by a cigarette when I was a child. Don’t salt it though.

  • mmmmm! Fried Kathy!  Ew!
    Please don’t do that. When the dog & cat both want a piece of you, I think maybe you’ve overdone yourself?

    That cold has drifted down here & is staying around far too long.
    I think I’ve gone soft, all these years in Canada’s so-called paradise

    That info on the changes from the quake is really interesting. I hadn’t really thought about it having effects on shape, rotation speed & such.
    Makes you think. Thanks

  • Ouch! :o

    Strange to think that the earthquake could do all that…

  • Wow.  One earthquake did that.  Damn.

  • I always knew you were “sweet”…giggles…and now you have proof…hope your face feels better…once camping in the mountains about twenty some years ago it started snowing and I had insulated pants on and turned my back to the fire to warm my “bunns”…the smell of the insultation melting made me jump and I had very red “bunn cheeks” for quite some time…but never did I smell my own flesh cooking…it is nice to know that you have confirmation that your a sweet person…lol…stay warm dear friend and please don’t “overcook” yourself…your a “rare xanga find” and I love reading you…huggs…Sassy

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