As the sun sets two sundogs appear at its sides.
A1 is reading Whispers from the Dead* by Lin Anderson. A2 is reading A Schooling in Murder* by Andrew Taylor; a school-cum-ghost-cum-detective story set in the last days of World War II. A2 enjoyed it but YMMV.
Tag: halo
Round and Round
A colourful halo seen from the library roof. Still very dry this month (0.3mm so far), but rain is expected over the weekend.
A1 is reading All of Us Are Broken* by Fiona Cummins, the third book in a row not cast aside lightly. Thrown with great force, to be precise. It was horrible.
A2 is reading The Shadow by Ajay Chowdhury
Halo Again!
This pretty halo is actually from yesterday; today’s weather news is that it is the warmest day this year so far: 25.6°C with warmer days to come, probably.
A2 is reading Perfidious Albion* by Sam Byers.
Halo There!
A faint halo with a lucky pigeon. Today we overtook last April on the solar panel front.
A2 is reading A Beginner’s Guide to Breaking and Entering* by Andrew Hunter Murray. Third book in a row in which a character gets messages saying I KNOW WHAT YOU DID.
Partial Eclipse Day
The day started auspiciously with a fine 22° halo, seen on the webcam.
Clouds rolled in, but there were enough gaps to see the eclipse between 10am and noon.
And here’s the traditional colander picture, with hundreds of crescent suns:
A2 is reading The Sacred Art of Stealing by Christopher Brookmyre.
Hallo Halo
A halo and contrails, while we’re waiting for Storm Darragh.
A2 is reading The Last Devil to Die* by Richard Osman. We are watching Black Doves.
Sundog
An evening parhelion above the chimney pots and TV aerials.
A1 is reading Kennedy 35 by Charles Cumming. A2 is rereading The Adjacent by Christopher Priest.
Sun Bow
A2 went hunting for halos on this bright sunny day and found half of one. Plus a sundog which looked very faint until processing turned it into an undersea drama.
A1 is reading Blacklands by Belinda Bauer. A2 is reading Kill the King* by Sandrone Dazieri; bloodthirsty and twisty.
It’s a New Day
And a new government, heralded by a halo. Lets hope they do better than the last lot.
A2 is reading The Last Confession of Thomas Hawkins by Antonia Hodgson.
The Great Gig in the Sky
A parade of little fluffy clouds as backing group for the pumped up megacloud with the wild hair and the halo.
A1 is rereading Dead Lions by Mick Herron.
Sky News
A celestial selection box! A backdrop of cirrus, contrails in all directions, a circumzenithal arc at top right, a tiny sundog at bottom leftish and a Kelvin-Helmholtz wave left of centre. Atmospheric Optics used to explain all these things but something has gone horribly wrong.
We had a warming meal of spag bol and apple crumble on another chilly day and scored 10 on the GSQ.
A1 is reading The Sins of Our Fathers* by Asa Larsson. A2 is rereading Gods Without Men by Hari Kunzru.
Setting Sundog
A parhelion sinking behind a tree as the day closes.
A2 is reading Cahokia Jazz by Francis Spufford; a piano-playing policeman in a mythical multicultural American city in an alternative roaring twenties. An unalloyed delight.
Halo, Halo!
Another very warm and sunny so-called autumn day. A2 was out watching a very feeble sundog and willing it to brighten up when she looked up and saw not one, but two, very bright arcs nested together. Possibly a segment of a circumscribed halo.
Meanwhile A1 is reading Death of a Lesser God by Vaseem Khan, which has a pleasingly complex plot and is much darker than previous volumes (and is all the better for it). But VK does enjoy his similes…
A2 is reading The Misper by Kate London (thank you A1), a boy goes missing under the influence of a County Lines panjandrum who is himself under the influence of Game of Thrones (an unnecessary distraction).
Sun
At last a summery day; 28.2 °C and a sundog. It’s still our coldest August ever, so far.
Admin1 is reading The Night Sessions by Ken MacLeod. Admin2 is reading Girlfriend on Mars* by Deborah Willis; light, sharp, funny and tragic.
Set the Controls…
A fine 22° halo seen today, with added contrails and their shadows on the cirrus clouds. Admin1 timed the shot so the high contrail at 7 o’clock was heading directly for the sun. The blue dot at 1 o’clock is a lens artefact.
Hey Hey Halo!
Hello halo!
Admin1 is reading East of Hounslow* by Khurrum Rahman. Admin2 is reading I am a Cat by Soseki Natsume; a boring book in which a long-winded cat observes a selection of prolix pompous pretentious personalities.
Hooray Hooray It’s a Halo Halo Day!
A sundog in the morning…
…and a halo in the afternoon.
Followed by buckets of rain.
Admin1 is rereading Cut Short by Leigh Russell. Admin2 is reading The Nothing Man by Catherine Ryan Howard, a gripping novel in which the perpetrator of a string of unsolved murders is reading a true-crime book written by a survivor of his depredations.
Sundog
A colourful cloud rocket taking off to celebrate Diwali.
Admin1 is reading The Guest List by Lucy Foley, in which a load of ghastly guests attend a wedding on a stormy Irish island. Unfortunately, only one gets murdered.
Admin2 is rereading Enigma by Robert Harris.
Equinoctial Halo
We’ve had more sunshine so far this year (1,366.747kWh) than the whole of our two worst years, 2012 and 2016, and there are stll three gloomy months to go.
Admin2 is reading Telling Tales by Anne Cleeves which began very promisingly but turned into a standard whodunnit.
Sundog
A parhelion in a wispy cloud on a sunny day at last, following a night of noctilucent clouds.
Admin2 is reading Reprieve by James Han Matson; all hell breaks loose in a house of horrors.
Halo
Tis the season for noctilucent clouds and circumhorizon arcs but we haven’t seen any yet. Meanwhile here is a halo over the library.
Here Comes the Sundog
Despite a lot of cirrus, giving us the first sundog we have seen in ages, we still managed 11(sorry; 10.998)kWh.
Admin2 is rereading A Death at the Palace by MH Baylis.
Glorious Sunrise
Red sun, red kite … with a faint sun pillar.
Admin1 is reading The Inspector and Silence by Hakan Nesser.
Sundog
This is the first sundog we have photographed in almost a year. I blame the lack of contrails.
Admin1 is reading How the Dead Speak by Val McDermid.
Halo There
A jolly halo on our equal-first hottest day this month: 33.2 °C
Admin1 is rereading The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell.