Ozark Heat

The Ozark Hills always get hot in the summertime, but this year has been extra special in that category. Some years are nearly famous for how hot they were – the Dust Bowl years, 1954 and 1980 stand out. The nearest weather station operated for the National Weather Service is in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. The two hottest days on record there occurred in July, 1954 (the 14th and the 18th) when the mercury climbed to a respectable 111 degrees Fahrenheit (that is 44 degrees Celsius for you progressive types).

A few days ago, on August 3rd, the temperature reached 111 degrees Fahrenheit in the hollow, tying the record for Eureka Springs, Arkansas.

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  1. Nadine Young says:

     

     

    A friend just loaned me “Murder in the Ozarks”, as she and I both grew up in the Ark. Ozarks in the 1940s/50s.     I’m only 3 chapters into the book…quite often I break out into laughter.  My husband does not understand.   He’s a KS farmboy and does not understand the culture of those Ark. hills back 50 years ago.     Great read!

     

     

  2. katy english says:

     

     

    Yes, I’ve known a friend from the Ark for many years, and she has read the book, and says she loves how actual all it tells the readers is. No doubt this is wonderful literature! I recommend it strongly!

     

     

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    Interesting – has the rest of this summer been close to that heat too, or was that day one that stood out? We’ve been having some heat over here in Los Angeles, but nothing to that extent!!

    ~Kayla

Twelve Years of Notes from the Hollow

Notes from the Hollow started as an emailed newsletter twelve years ago in 1999. First, the updates were meant for my brother, Erik Weems, who had left Arkansas and moved to the east coast.  Occasionally, other people would be added to the mailing list depending on the topic. Then the unexpected happened, somebody actually asked to receive new updates to Notes from the Hollow. Then it happened again. And again.

In early 2008, at the suggestion of Erik, Notes from the Hollow became a blog. Some of the handful of regular readers made the switch to the blog and a few new readers were added. Sometimes, though, an entry would be posted that had wider appeal. I found a box turtle with a cracked shell and photographed the poor old guy with my cheap camera. It was read by dozens of people finding it through Google search results. On rare occasions, entries were viewed hundreds of times.

So, sometimes when something interesting happens here in this little hollow, like a baby possum being found in the tub of dogfood, I take some pictures and update Notes from the Hollow.

One Response to Twelve Years of Notes from the Hollow

  1. Dan Ives says:

    I’ve enjoying your notes for a few months now and have started my own blog of a simular style. My title is, Barefoot Arkansayer.

A Little Possum in the Dog Food

I reached into the dark tub of dog food and jerked my hand back at movement. This is what I saw.

possum ozarks weems "eureka springs" arkansas

Just a cute little Didelphis virginiana, I says to myself. What to do? It will have a broken neck if the dogs get hold of it. When the coast was clear, the cute little Virginia Opossum was transferred to a cage for transportation and loaded into the back of the Land Cruiser.

"Virginia Opossum" "Land Cruiser" "Eureka Springs" Ozark Arkansas

Just as it was let loose in the tall grass on the hill behind the barn, up come two dogs. The dogs’ attention was easily diverted by offering them a ride in the Land Cruiser.

Don’t Make Me Angry…

Directly behind our house there is a spring that is the beginning of a small creek. Much of the water is captured in an 800 gallon storage tank built into the hillside in the 1940s. The overflow water from this concrete holding tank seeps into the ground and normally flows placidly out of the bottom of the hill.  Theory has it that this spring, which has not gone dry in the past 100 years, is fed by an underground lake inside the mountain that forms our eastern border.

Notes from the Hollow Ozark water spring

This gentle spring, home of happy salamanders and shy crawdads, becomes increasingly angry as rain falls. After the recent foot of rain fell, the spring voiced its indignant displeasure with an engraged roar that could be heard from a surprising distance. The photograph above displays the beauty of the spring, but not the anger.