Antenna
the antenna iced over on the 14th. we cleared it by hand — pine needle, mitten, breath fog. the signal returned at 03:12. since then the line has held, even through the second front.
the antenna iced over on the 14th. we cleared it by hand — pine needle, mitten, breath fog. the signal returned at 03:12. since then the line has held, even through the second front.
core sample lifted at dawn. four banded strata, the third one ice-locked to a depth no one expected this far south. we logged it and laid it back. the ground here keeps its own time.
front rolled in from the gulf at twenty-two-forty. barometer dropped six millibars in under an hour — the cabinets popped their seams, the polycarbonate took on its frost. the readouts held steady; the operator did not.
by morning the snow had filed itself in even bands across the western glass. we logged it as a routine event — though nothing about this winter has been routine.
collected at the foot of the eastern pine, growth ring approximately forty winters. catalog: cladonia rangiferina. logged, photographed in monochrome, returned.
by the equinox the pine pollen will be the noise on every screen. we have learned to read through it. it is not interference; it is weather.