This map, posted on a website called Visual.ly is a graphic look at America's major interstates, represented as numbered subway lines. Very compellingly done, in my opinion. Also, for some reason, visualizing highways as commuter train lines seems to shorten sprawling cross-country distances into very manageable journeys. As in: if I just hopped on the Blue Line toward Houlton and transferred to the Green Line in Boston, I could be in Seattle in no time.
To see a larger, higher resolution copy, visit Visual.ly directly and click on the map.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
An early spring
It is now officially spring, though, judging by the weather, winter checked out sometime around the end of February. Aside from the occasional rainstorm, we have had three weeks of nearly perfect weather. I can't remember the last time that's happened, in any season.
Despite the apparently nasty, cascading ecological consequences of a warm, nearly snowless winter, I am basking in it for the moment. And, in our backyard, the lack of cold has had a bonus effect on last year's garden: the parsley, arugula and rosemary survived and are now thriving in all of their spring glory.
Our rosemary has actually survived a couple years now - I think it is quite hardy, though its size is limited by the shallow window box that it calls home. But parsley is not supposed to be a year-round plant. I should not be able to walk out the backdoor with a dusting of snow on the ground in January and fetch a handful of fresh parsley to garnish a pot of lentil soup. Yet I cooked with it throughout the winter and here it is, standing tall and approaching bush-like vitality in March. Let's see if my brown thumb can keep it alive through the actual growing season.
Despite the apparently nasty, cascading ecological consequences of a warm, nearly snowless winter, I am basking in it for the moment. And, in our backyard, the lack of cold has had a bonus effect on last year's garden: the parsley, arugula and rosemary survived and are now thriving in all of their spring glory.
Our rosemary has actually survived a couple years now - I think it is quite hardy, though its size is limited by the shallow window box that it calls home. But parsley is not supposed to be a year-round plant. I should not be able to walk out the backdoor with a dusting of snow on the ground in January and fetch a handful of fresh parsley to garnish a pot of lentil soup. Yet I cooked with it throughout the winter and here it is, standing tall and approaching bush-like vitality in March. Let's see if my brown thumb can keep it alive through the actual growing season.
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