Friday report
Friday, 21 October 2016
Still grooving on the white ginger flower-clusters.
Asymmetry isn’t always apparent…as with these lights. Mostly we don’t look up and notice such details.
Okay, not a total report….
Friday, 21 October 2016
Still grooving on the white ginger flower-clusters.
Asymmetry isn’t always apparent…as with these lights. Mostly we don’t look up and notice such details.
Okay, not a total report….
Thursday, 20 October 2016
First, the dentist. Lovely lady; fun staff. Truly.
Then, because we were out at midday, we had lunch out. Rare. But it happens. [Pho, you see; which is supposed to be phở, but I don’t have that well-decorated “o” on my keyboard and have to cut and paste from elsewhere.]
Then, tada! We did an activity beyond rare for the two of us. Major consumer…lust…may well be in the air. Or water. Fingers crossed that the market remains…strong? approximately where it is?
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Meet autumnal oregano.
And the white (not edible) ginger is in bloom.
And Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman)…superb B&W art chosen by The New Yorker for its cover.
Tuesday, 18 October 2016
The paleness along the veins of this leaf…stunning.
Tar-zhay humor…better, I think, that the original (just a single BOO).
Monday, 17 October 2016
Our evening meal was centered around our imported food souvenir—a real Upper Peninsula pasty!
Sunday, 16 October 2016
I was so surprised to spot the Conestoga wagon (or whatever kind of covered wagon it is) in the side shed of this grain elevator yesterday. So surprised I forgot to post it, I guess. See it, the arched white canvas(?) top with a red-painted wooden box? For parades and the like?
Saturday, 15 October 2016
These photos are SO Ohio. As in both “very” and “Some Of.”
Perfect location for a Halloween horror house? Unused.
We found several semi-tractors pulling other carnival rides and food vending trailers in a small town. Oklahoma plates. Unexpected.
We saw lots of agriculture in action. For much of the summer, the action is slow, at the speed of plant growth. Today, we saw machines in fields, trucks towing equipment on the roads, and here and there joining the driver, a child standing in the large high cabs watching, watching.
It’s harvest and manure-spreading season. We saw gleaners with very wide maws that consumed soybean plants with regard to rows, and maize harvesters fronted by evil points to keep the rows separate and feed them into the core of the contraption. Different harvest engineering strategies. At one point, we drove by two miles of freshly manured fields, very odiferous.
Friday, 14 October 2016
Our late-day escape put us down by Lake Michigan when the sun was low and the light was special. Lightly lapping waves…if it were only 30°F warmer….
Much later, I captured this combo of low light and bug-scabbed windshield. The moon was big, but all captures of that don’t do it justice.
Friday, 14 October 2016
Our late-day escape put us down by Lake Michigan when the sun was low and the light was special. Lightly lapping waves…if it were only 30°F warmer….
Much later, I captured this combo of low light and bug-scabbed windshield. The moon was big, but all captures of that don’t do it justice.
Thursday, 13 October 2016
I captioned this photograph full autumn maple, which it is, and superbly set off by the blue sky and clouds…. I particularly enjoy the layering of the separate branches…the tree’s version of graduated color?
From this angle only a bit of the foundation of the green cottage is visible…see it back there?