Thursday, June 14, 2018
Hilton Head Island: why; not; more spartina
The usual afternoon thunderstorm just passed. One of their virtues is that they cause an immediate 10ºF drop in temperature. A pleasant 76ºF/24.4C now.
I am sitting on the screened porch. Slow rain is still falling, but with no wind it is not coming in.
If any of you wonder why I am not resuming the voyage until January, the above image is the reason. The hurricane season has started. That is the inelegantly named Bud. I don’t mean to be sexist, but I really wish hurricanes were still all named after women. I would much rather be destroyed by an Alice or a Maria. To be killed by a Bud is ignoble.
That image is a day old. Two days ago Bud was a Category 2 hurricane. Now he is only a tropical storm. Still he is right on the track I will eventually sail from Panama to San Diego and he won’t be the last storm this season.
A short film at the NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day site is stunning. Really beyond imagination, though it does its best to stretch ours.
There are fleeting moments when I almost doubt that the universe really is all about us.