Musings
Yeah, a pano deserves to be BIGger, wider, LARGEr. This is my canvas, however….
Dunno why, but several times today my thoughts drifted back to our fine days at Yellowstone last month.
Can’t be the weather. We had afternoon rain, not forest-fire smoke….
Anyway, here’s a travertine-geyser shot. Think about the hot sunshine, the strange sulfur smells, the unevenness of the boardwalk, the diversity of t-shirt and cap decorations…all contributing to my experience of this moment, captured in pano form by my now wildly outdated iPhone.
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Not quite so warm, but still plenty sticky out. Our neighborhood gelato place offers this background for your next selfie…. (Remember that when we were in Rome the Trevi was drained and covered with scaffolding and…panels with something like this printed on them…only larger…life-sized, heh.)
Around the corner, we found many new azalea buds and blooms…and several busybees.
Regarding title…first graf: …to impress your friends; second graf: …winter.
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They’re both Ocimum basilicum, but their flavors differ greatly.
This is Thai basil…we ate some tonight.
This is Genovese basil. It’s more basil-y, IMHO. We’ll have some of it later this week.
Given that we’ve been gone a while (so the plants have a long opportunity to grow), and it rained overnight (so weeds are easier to pull and get most of the roots), the weeding I did today was teed up.
Ummmmm for both.
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Here’s an image from today, a reminder of a vehicle shuffle that follows our return, a requirement for “emptying” our driveway.
This and the next image are carry-overs from our trip, both from the end of our excursion. (Over 6K miles. Exactly 14 states, and another perhaps 200 meters, and within eyesight.)
The teapot is the most contemplative…more than the ceiling reflection above. The teapot graces a flower garden, the whole well-protected from marauding, hungry deer.
Looking back through the trio, I see that circular elements predominate over linear, and none are colorful.
Purely circumstance; no planning on my part.
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Yesterday was The Bridge. Today: a ferry—the shortest ferry ride I’ve ever seen…not that my ferry-riding experience is vast. Still. This one’s about four minutes, and the crossing is about a hundred yards. It’s the Valley View Ferry, crossing the Kentucky River south of Lexington. The first ferry was here before 1800. We were the only riders on our run, and the ferry was docked on “our” side, so we simply drove right on for regal service. Last time we did this run, the ferry was decorated with pots of geraniums; I didn’t see them this time….
On some ferries, you are required to leave the vehicle deck and stay away (see our recent Scotland ferries). On this one, riders were requested to stay in vehicles. I don’t know what they ask of pedestrians and bicyclists.
This ferry has these stylistic paddlewheel decorations, and a rotating fake paddle wheel. Retro.
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Sweet red Ford.
We were light on photography today, in favor of concentrating on miles. Here are a couple of late-night vehicles….
Train-dumptruck. Of all things.
We even bought a tank of petrol at $1.819/gal. We got lucky.
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Down on the beach this afternoon, I watched the waves rolling in, not crashing, unless your perspective was right down on the beach. After all, no white caps.
Love the wee ridges the waves leave on the sand when they recede. I figure it’s related to differential surface tension along the edges of the liquid.
And there, not far down the beach, a crab claw, all blue-tinted. Poor crab. Sacrificing an “arm” to art…let’s hope….
And, lording it over all the beach-wave (capillary) action, this bee-lure body part (?), no doubt washed up by similar waves, and collected last week by a sharp-eyed cousin/cousin-husband.
Ah, these are the things that catch my eye when our exit is hours away.
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Time to cool off; thank you, lake. And look at that moon, that dot high in the afternoon’s center-sky.
On the beach, the flotsam and jetsam included this little gem, the nacreous home of an absent, soft-bodied creature.
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Same lake, different shore-view. Foggy here, too. Love the reeds.
I do not expect to see this many lichen colonizing a metal object. Still, this hay cutting bar implement was festooned.
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Heat wave, without a doubt. And it’s SEPT! Howze this happen? No blankets needed…so little cooling at night. Sigh.
However, a bit of ground-fog in the morning highlights the overnight activity of this kind of spider.
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