Odd weather advisory tonight for my area in North-central Kentucky.

Don't recall seeing this one here before now: Freezing Fog Advisory (Louisville area).

Then, it hit me as to what the real hazard may be. After recalling my days in western Oregon paper mill jobs and their mornings with BLACK ICE! I remember driving on that shit and it was treacherous. Roads look perfectly normal but then oh noooooo.

So, I found out the National Weather Service does have a glossary (https://forecast.weather.gov/glossary.php) and this is what I found:

Quote:

Freezing Fog:
A fog the droplets of which freeze upon contact with exposed objects and form a coating of rime and/or glaze.

Thank you, President Biden. I predict TFG will....

in retribution make a total mockery of the Medal of Freedom by giving it to dozens of MAGA miscreants while he's in office.

He fully intends to abuse every power, break every standing rule and violate all past traditions in order to diminish faith and trust in our Government, the goal of every fascist in history.

In the mean time, I'll celebrate with the Clintons in honor of her vast accomplishments..... .....

A fitting and thoughtful eulogy from Professor Tim in the UK.

Snowy Morning in Louisville.

From my daughter:

This pic was on a Louisville Tourism page that I follow. It overlooks Cave Hill Cemetery. Thought you would enjoy!

Brendon Burton's powerful images of forgotten places Oregon Art Beat

Photographer Brendon Burton explores the American landscape, revealing decaying buildings, isolated communities and forgotten and abandoned places. Growing up in a small, once prosperous Oregon mill town, he witnessed the steep decline in his community, and it fueled his mission to document that process in other areas. Burton travels the world capturing images that have received national and international acclaim, but 90% of his environmental portraits are shot right here in Oregon. “The sheer variety of landscapes here has given me so much to work with,” he says. “I couldn’t create what I do anywhere else.”

For more stories like this visit OPB online at https://opb.org

A 34th anniversary of a different sort.

On the morning of this day, a Friday, September 14th in 1990, my wife (RIP) drove me to University of Louisville Hospital where I was admitted into the detox ward and where I began a brand-new life at the age of 43. I tried to gain admission to regular treatment centers here in town but was far too sick. A big tumbler of wine slugged down in the parking garage was my last drink of alcohol, a moment which must never be repeated. I was there for about a week and will never forget waking up Sunday morning still with an I-V in my arm and feeling well for the first time in many, many years.

I'm forever grateful for the lasting support my family and friends so graciously gave me through the years and for the team of doctors at U of L that treated me. My family and friends provided the patience and love I needed as I started a journey of total rebuilding, as did thousands of AA meetings - many of which were out of state as I traveled for work.

Each year, this date brings back a flood of precious memories of the hundreds of special people that helped me along the way, from my first AA "home group" of crazy working men here in town to a retired cowboy and miner in Wyoming (and another in Utah) and a retired paper mill maintenance man from Gardner, Oregon who took me on a grand tour of the coastline during a weekend break. A gracious fellow working in a chemical plant in Newark brought me a packet of AA literature to direct me to meetings, while I got to see the Twin Towers still standing proud from the Newark Bay shoreline. These were all everyday AA members that needed to help me in order to stay sober and who extended a helping hand to a shy boy from Kentucky. That dedicated shower of love is what we all need during the worst of our struggles, along with good professional help.

These statements of sobriety dates must never be about pats on the back but instead quiet reflection and gratitude, and most importantly - an example for those still struggling to achieve lasting freedom from addiction and that yes, it's possible.

With love to all and have a great weekend!

KY..........

'What the f***': Woman reacts to pro-Trump accounts stealing her identity

European influencers have become the face of fake MAGA accounts against their will. Katie Polglase investigates the accounts on X identified by CNN and Centre for Information Resilience

Under Musk’s leadership, X has dismantled many of the mechanisms and teams designed to safeguard against the distribution of falsehoods and conspiracy theories on the platform. The European Commission has been investigating X since last year over claims it is not in compliance with the bloc’s landmark Digital Services Act, a regulation that seeks to prevent harmful activities online and the spread of disinformation, while curtailing the power of social media platforms.

Good mantra for the rough spots

"May I be filled with loving kindness;
May I be well.
May I be peaceful and at ease;
May I be happy."

(credit: copied from an old 90's mindful meditation book, don't recall author - perhaps Sharon Salzberg)

Suggestions: Repeat as needed when the shit hits the fan. Print and keep a copy at your desk, beside your bed and in your wallet or purse. This is one of several that helped me stay sober through my early years in recovery while traveling across the U.S. on difficult field service jobs.

Another one for returning my feet to the ground and as a basic show of gratitude:

"Praise Earth from whom all blessings flow"

(a line stolen and modified from an old Baptist religious song called the Benediction)

Note: The Earth became my recovery Higher Power after several years of resisting a return to that ole-time religion of my youth, LOL. The old timers said to choose something more powerful than me as my HP, so what better choice than the planet on which we exist and totally depend on?

I also use a modified version of The Serenity Prayer.

Nature's animal affection in its most elegant and beautiful form.

The most striking thing about the eclipse today in North central KY was....

a deep azure blue sky to the north of us, much like that I've seen in photos taken from high altitude balloons near the edge of outer space. It was striking and and that sky-scape included gorgeous brilliant white cumulonimbus clouds against an azure canvas.

We were on the edge of this event, at around the 95% zone and most of it was obscured by clouds, although I got a few brief near-perfect glimpses of the eclipse through dark gray bottoms of those spring clouds.

I didn't bother to buy special viewing glasses, intending only to sit outside and hear Mother Nature give us a brief moment of solitude and listen to our birds respond.

I don't think it got dark enough to disturb any wildlife, but that beautiful sky surrounding our eclipse zone was well worth the wait and attention.



Azure Kingfisher
Credit: JJ Harrison (https://www.jjharrison.com.au/) via Wikipedia