Katie and I had a heated discussion the night before last. We were sitting on the couch watching Jon Stewart when she noticed a large, apparently cancerous growth sticking out of the bottom of my foot. She asked what the big lump in my sock was. "That's my toe," I responded, nonplussed. I had crossed my first and second toes, causing a lump to protrude from the bottom of my sock. Katie was quite alarmed. "You can cross your toes?" "Sure, can't you? Everyone can cross their toes!" "Of course I can't cross my toes. Who can cross their toes?" And I confirmed that Katie could not, in fact, cross her toes. Even manipulating her toes with my fingers, I could not get her toes to stay crossed. She just has very short toes. That led, of course, into a discussion of who was the freak. Were my long, crossable toes abnormal, or were her stubby, uncrossable phalanges the outliers? In case you're confused, here are some pictures. First, of my v
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Also, it's a bit surprising that your trees aren't really changing yet. Is that typical?
Minneapolis is actually only a little bit further north than Boston, so it's not too surprising. Trees are bare already in Northern Minnesota. And although the amount of sunlight in a day is the most important variable in a tree's decision to shut down glucose production for the year, lots of other things contribute. Some greenhouse gases (carbon dioxide) make trees happy, while others (ozone) make them sad, for example. I love fall colors!
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