So, today Austin shattered the all time high temperature for March 24. We are amused, mordantly so, but nevertheless, that the Austin Statesman’s coverage of the new temperature record did not include a single mention of climate change. Neither did weather.com’s story predicting the record.
Even reporters and editors hope that a string of 90 degree sunny days burns down the Communist virus. Wish us luck.
The annual Austin City Limits Music Festival is one of our favorite weekends of the year, not because we are a music aficionado — we are not — but because we love roaming around Zilker Park drinking beer, eating food, and watching the people incidentally to listening to music that we might not hear otherwise. For those of you who missed it this year or have not done in the past, here are a few pictures of Austin this weekend.
A couple of days ago I went for a noontime jog along Barton Creek, just west of Mopac, to the big live oak. The creek was running strong, even though it had not rained for more than a week.
A moment on Town Lake.
From the phone camera archives, during SXSW.
With all the coming and going, the Editor’s dogs had spent a couple of nights up at ARF on Yucca Mountain Road, the place to send your doggies if they need a little tune up in the training department when you are out of town. This involves rolling out Spicewood Springs Road, which this morning was open notwithstanding the hard rains last night. We overshot Yucca Mountain Road, but only because we were distracted by Crossing #4, which was especially pretty this morning:
Here’s the view looking south:
We then took the doggies on a walk around the Mopac-Lamar loop on Town Lake trail, counterclockwise, natch. It was beautiful down there, especially so because the doggies kept their deuce-dropping to a minimum. We’ve already discussed how we feel about the, er, opposite.
Anyway, Eli, who is rumored to be a bird dog, spotted some potential quarry.
I hung on tight, because Austin, hep and cool as it may be, is not ready to see a swan rip a dog to shreds.
In case you forgot how fun ACL Fest was back in October, here’s a little reminder.
See you there this year!