Tuesday, 21 August 2018
The Guru says he wants his next jacket to be a tactical-fiber fleece. [See the most recent “Elementary.” And respect spiders.]
Meanwhile, I found this fern in my…front yard-grass. Turns out it’s green weeds and a few blades of actual grass. Heh.
Monday, 20 August 2018
Our rainy, muggy, steamy August continues, and this new (maybe two months old) mulch is supporting a healthy crop of fungi. All locals are reminded to carefully clean between their toes. 😀
My weather app indicates sunset will be at 8:18pm; too cloudy to see it….
Sunday, 19 August 2018
One thing that we were hoping our new camera would do better than its ancestor, which we call “New,” is take pictures through the window while we’re driving and stay in focus. The ancestor fails at this while zoomed.
The new camera, aka Seis or Six, does not fail. However, its saturation is wonky (levels/color/etc. modified here). We’ll work on this and get the bugs out (heh).
Saturday, 18 August 2018
Earlier today, this basil was on the menu. But then the Kitchen Wench opted for less exertion than it would take to make pesto…and, pffft, the basil now is slated for Sunday dinner.
Friday, 17 August 2018
Out and about, I stood under a large pine (mentioned before here) and I was in a rain of cone-parts. Here’s a spent cone amidst conifer detritus.
This afternoon, after two brief rain-events (with sunshine between), I spotted this rodent eyeing the street (unfazed by my activities). Is this a belly-cooling pose?
Thursday, 16 August 2018
Big hibiscus, and not-open-yet four o’clock.
Well, it’s after nine o’clock and I’m no hibiscus.
Wednesday, 15 August 2018
Native peoples of the lowlands of Mesoamerica used a cousin of this garden morning glory in converting rubber-tree sap into a version of what we’d recognize as rubber. Plant magic.
The little upright pods…I don’t know their name, or what we called them when I was a kid and we’d harvest and eat them…a citrus-like bit that I enjoyed. Not much substance, however.
Tuesday, 14 August 2018
The other day I came across the word “eidolon/eidola” (singular/plural), Greek for a look-alike phantom for a person, in their case, especially applied to Helen of Troy. [And in Greek letters: εἴδωλον].
The Guru and I are binge-watching a Canadian TV series called “Continuum,” which has character duplicates, which I think can be called eidola.
Too many doubles. Here’s a single purple fleur; buds don’t count—my rules.
Monday, 13 August 2018
Gentle Reader, you may have noticed by now that I notice patterns…not all patterns, but certain ones. Like this…
And this….
Not entirely symphonies in grey (not tightly related to the patterns), but close….
Sunday, 12 August 2018
Nobody gave us an activity menu today, but somehow we clicked on the “Sunday drive” option (not the same as migrating from the UP to the LP)—you might say.
This was our home-bound leg. Note cemetery to left, oddly balancing ATL skyline. Yeah, we returned on US78, one of the “old roads” into town.