Saturday, 10 September 2016
Blues’ residence.
That’s a line from Walter Moseley, one super-special word-artist. The phrase is from “Charcoal Joe” (2016), which I read immediately after “Rose Gold” (2014). Evocative is only an approximation of the experience.
I’m extra-literary today(?!), reading Mosely and watching the incomparable Newman, Woodward, Hoffman, and many more in “Empire Falls” (only the first half; don’t give it away!). Loving Amazon Prime.
Friday, 9 September 2016
This is in my front yard and I don’t know what it is. I love the light green of the new growth…
…and the strange not-olive fruits.
Thursday, 8 September 2016
Mid-summer plants are fading. Sigh.
BTW, I am not commenting on today being the fiftieth anniversary of the first broadcast of “Star Trek.”
Wednesday, 7 September 2016
We watched the Apple presentation today—a test of our consumerism levels.
I tried to get fired up about the new version of the watch (which I thought I might want prior to learning the details), but couldn’t quite see how I’d benefit/enjoy commensurate with the investment. Plus, I can’t figure out if I could wear it on the inside of my wrist…which I think I’d prefer.
For about fifteen minutes I got fired up about the new camera…umhem…phone. But by far the more interesting camera is on the oversized (and more expensive) model, and that seems just a bit finger-spanning for my hands.
The upshot is we had a passing spell of consumer lust, and are now quite happy with our still-fancy (not merely serviceable) older models (even without the faster chips they now rock).
Oh, and we’re going to start seeing the cordless bluetooth ear-pods (technically AirPods; I heard ear-pods; amazing what you can discover by searching the internet/written word) in the drifts of human detritus. At $159 PLUS TAX the pair. Just not going to be easy to keep track of them…and the presentation seemed to suggest that they may not tolerate exercising (bouncing about)…. A bunch of reasons to just use the lightning adapter for the 20th-C-style earbuds, etc.
Still, I had fun watching the show, credit card safely packed away even now, hours later.
Tuesday, 6 September 2016
I went early to the bakery, but not that early. Did the Monday holiday upset traffic patterns and keep the coffee-sippers that usually crowd these tables at home?
Monday, 5 September 2016
We took a wilderness wander today, a long loop on our way to Little A-town. We took Big Creek Road for quite a distance, and at this corner could go either way, and we stayed with BCR (in order to go through Aska, which turned out to be a few remaining buildings and fields, no commercial structures and no town center). Note that Big Creek didn’t really flow through a Big Valley, and that there was indeed a Little Creek near the far end of our route.
We saw lots of outsized caterpillar tents like this in the mountains, and the grass was darned green for this time of year. I don’t know if the two reflect the same summer weather trends. Still—GIANT caterpillar tents.
Sunday, 4 September 2016
Dreaming about chocolate…
…what I had to eat instead was (Napa*) cabbage.
Savoy photo for illustrative purposes only.
Saturday, 3 September 2016
Her-mean* is long gone, northeast-bound, and we are headed back to highs in the 90s°F.
I marinated pork loin rounds in soy-garlic tempered with toasted sesame oil for tonight, and, yum.
That’s the pronunciation, although the spelling is Hermine. And if you were amidst it, it was a mean storm.
Friday, 2 September 2016
What could be a better surprise find than a Buddha in a bowl?
Perhaps a blooming driveway survivor?
Thursday, 1 September 2016
We examined some outdoor public art today…it’s a large, segmented, 3D globe-map of Atlanta, very interesting.
I particularly liked this center-of-the-world, Atlanta-style, at the confluence of the Chattahoochee and Peachtree Creek.