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The Brickhouse Pods Odds and Ends

The Brickhouse Pods Odds and Ends

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    • Weather Review: April 11
      Apr 15 2021
      The morning was tinted some semi-gray color between overcast and sunshine. On the computer screen the rector spoke about the flowers blooming in the churchyard. By noon the shadows outside were sharpening; away from from the featureless glariest part of the sky there was a web of blue around clumping white clouds. Warmth was imminent. The lighting did nothing special for the buildings on the way to the park save one, whose jutting brick ends took on the look of dapper seersucker. A tenuous green mist marked the emergent tree canopy. The forsythia was already a solid yellow wall. Quickly the north and the zenith cleared to blue. The rowboats had been liberated to ply the waters, after more than a year ashore. Birders hunkered down in the Ramble with long lenses, looking for migrants, while red spikes of invasive knotweed stood in formation to overrun the little gorge where the artificial stream descends to the Lake.
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      1 min
    • Weather Review: April 4
      Apr 8 2021
      The morning was tinted some semi-gray color between overcast and sunshine. On the computer screen the rector spoke about the flowers blooming in the churchyard. By noon the shadows outside were sharpening; away from from the featureless glariest part of the sky there was a web of blue around clumping white clouds. Warmth was imminent. The lighting did nothing special for the buildings on the way to the park save one, whose jutting brick ends took on the look of dapper seersucker. A tenuous green mist marked the emergent tree canopy. The forsythia was already a solid yellow wall. Quickly the north and the zenith cleared to blue. The rowboats had been liberated to ply the waters, after more than a year ashore. Birders hunkered down in the Ramble with long lenses, looking for migrants, while red spikes of invasive knotweed stood in formation to overrun the little gorge where the artificial stream descends to the Lake.
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      1 min
    • 4: Quickhouse: Nothing to See
      Apr 1 2021
      Weather, reviewed, and a rundown of all the goodness you'll find right now at the Brickhouse—all in 5 minutes flat.
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      4 min
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