Weather I Should Or Whether I Shouldn't.
by Jeff Jordan AKA Poppa Jeff
The weather this summer has been unbelievably great. Not only has it been warm, but many days the humidity has been low, making the feels like temperature comfortable for almost everyone. After my recent return to the Fresh Coast (Milwaukee), I am once again experiencing the cooler by the lake scenario. This is now to the point where a light jacket or sweater is needed if you go out for the evening.
I commented recently that I may be wrong, but Wisconsin is in a cycle where spring weather is wetter, colder, and more prolonged. It seems like the summer-like temperatures don't become consistent until mid-June. Before that, it feels like your in a damp room, and any wind just cuts cold through your outerwear.
It used to be that one of the first signs of spring was the sudden appearance of people on bikes. Not anymore since it has become the primary form of transportation for young professionals, particularly those living in the cities, and healthy living adults. Biking is a year-round passion for a growing number of bicyclists. The real hardcore practitioner changes tires to get through the snow and ice. As far as clothing is concerned, it's not as cold riding in the winter if you huffing and puffing up and down the trail. I'm not quite ready to start riding again, but I will be working on the stationary bike at the gym to get in shape for the inevitable arrival of spring in 2020.
On the other side of the weather cycle, it feels like fall is warmer and later than it used to be. My pal, John B and I exercise our first choice of the Packer tickets by taking the first home game to assure the highest possibility of good weather. Truth be known, we could probably take any game in September through mid-November.
I know that when I rode my motor scooter, I had a standard that if it remained below freezing during the early morning or fell toward 32 degrees in the early afternoon, I quit riding. I couldn't get a windshield for my scooter, and all you have to do is think of the windchill temperature a 35 mph. With that standard in mind, I often rode into November.
A Special Announcement: The End Of An Era
I sorry to inform all of her fans, and there are many. Lucy, the Queen of the Jordello House and nominee for the most mixed-breed dog ever, was put down with mixed feelings of mercy and loss. Lucy lived a full life of close to twelve years. She succumbed to raging cancer that started in her lungs and proceeded to spread throughout her body.
Many claim her affection, and I won't argue whose dog she really belonged but to me, Lucy was my special girl. We bonded because I was home often. There was the belly scratch two to three times per day. There were the trips to the back door so she could perform her patrol of the perimeter and do her business.
While I wrote my blogs and stories and tended to my Facebook pages, all I had to do was glance to my left, and there she would be making sure we both shared our day. Lucy would be resting for any possible action that would be required by a dog of her background.
I miss her. I had to leave her in Appleton because I couldn't find an apartment that would allow her, and I had zero chance of getting more than shared custody.
The best dog I ever experienced in my life is gone. Long live her memory.
by Jeff Jordan AKA Poppa Jeff
The weather this summer has been unbelievably great. Not only has it been warm, but many days the humidity has been low, making the feels like temperature comfortable for almost everyone. After my recent return to the Fresh Coast (Milwaukee), I am once again experiencing the cooler by the lake scenario. This is now to the point where a light jacket or sweater is needed if you go out for the evening.
I commented recently that I may be wrong, but Wisconsin is in a cycle where spring weather is wetter, colder, and more prolonged. It seems like the summer-like temperatures don't become consistent until mid-June. Before that, it feels like your in a damp room, and any wind just cuts cold through your outerwear.
It used to be that one of the first signs of spring was the sudden appearance of people on bikes. Not anymore since it has become the primary form of transportation for young professionals, particularly those living in the cities, and healthy living adults. Biking is a year-round passion for a growing number of bicyclists. The real hardcore practitioner changes tires to get through the snow and ice. As far as clothing is concerned, it's not as cold riding in the winter if you huffing and puffing up and down the trail. I'm not quite ready to start riding again, but I will be working on the stationary bike at the gym to get in shape for the inevitable arrival of spring in 2020.
On the other side of the weather cycle, it feels like fall is warmer and later than it used to be. My pal, John B and I exercise our first choice of the Packer tickets by taking the first home game to assure the highest possibility of good weather. Truth be known, we could probably take any game in September through mid-November.
I know that when I rode my motor scooter, I had a standard that if it remained below freezing during the early morning or fell toward 32 degrees in the early afternoon, I quit riding. I couldn't get a windshield for my scooter, and all you have to do is think of the windchill temperature a 35 mph. With that standard in mind, I often rode into November.
A Special Announcement: The End Of An Era
I sorry to inform all of her fans, and there are many. Lucy, the Queen of the Jordello House and nominee for the most mixed-breed dog ever, was put down with mixed feelings of mercy and loss. Lucy lived a full life of close to twelve years. She succumbed to raging cancer that started in her lungs and proceeded to spread throughout her body.
Many claim her affection, and I won't argue whose dog she really belonged but to me, Lucy was my special girl. We bonded because I was home often. There was the belly scratch two to three times per day. There were the trips to the back door so she could perform her patrol of the perimeter and do her business.
While I wrote my blogs and stories and tended to my Facebook pages, all I had to do was glance to my left, and there she would be making sure we both shared our day. Lucy would be resting for any possible action that would be required by a dog of her background.
I miss her. I had to leave her in Appleton because I couldn't find an apartment that would allow her, and I had zero chance of getting more than shared custody.
The best dog I ever experienced in my life is gone. Long live her memory.
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