Fix, by Alice Fulton

There is no caring less
for you. I fix on music in the weeds,
count cricket beats to tell the temp, count
my breaths from here to Zen.
September does its best.
The Alaskan pipeline lacks integrity,
mineral fibers are making people dizzy,
we’re waiting for a major quake. Ultra-
violet intensity is gaining,
the ozone’s full of holes and

I can find no shade.

The full poem is here, and its really wonderful and worth a read.

I found this on Pome, a fantastic newsletter full of daily poems run by Matthew Ogle.

Weather Station is Up!

On Friday, we installed the weather station at the Museum of Human Achievement. The station is reporting its information to Weather Underground, which helps improve the accuracy of the website’s weather information. Specific information about this weather station can be found here.

If you listen to the music (click the play button in the sidebar), you’ll now hear music that is reacting to the current weather conditions reported by the weather station.

Some more pictures from my wife, who did most of the work installing it onto the pole and also has the best instagram account handle possible:

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