Outside staircase
Tuesday, 20 November 2018
Does historic/human time loop like this staircase? Not quite repeating, but similar to repeating? Or is it just the wheel of life rotating in variations on a theme?
Musings
Stationary wildlife
Monday, 19 November 2018
Found this cement hare and vaguely remember seeing it in this yard before…perhaps in a different location? Vague is the operative word here.
Personally, I’m convinced that Mosquito Joe’s chemicals turned a squirrel into this monster; however, my analysis may be off a tad.
Bean soup tale
Sunday, 18 November 2018
The major reason today became bean-soup-from-scratch day was we got a ¼ ham earlier this week, and the bone was just begging (excuse the anthropomorphizing) to flavor some bean soup. Plus, the weather turned colder last week.
While the beans were soaking, I zipped—on foot (happy foot justifies the verb “zipped”!)—to the library to swap out two-for-one. On my way back, I scooted (happy foot justifies the verb “scooted”!) out of the way of a his-and-hers mounted pair of recumbent bicycle riders. They deftly navigated around me, and on up the street. I was slow to take a photo, so they were already stopped at the corner before I got a snap…edited to make them larger, so resolution is hammered.
And that’s all tonight, folks.
Top tree tops
Saturday, 17 November 2018
I found the sky delightful today, and kept sending my eyes up. Mixture of tree species….
One glorious golden-leaved tree, bisected by power lines (and other lines)….
Male ginkgo, just beginning to shade from green toward yellow tones….
Enough/more research: Two tales
Friday, 16 November 2018
We finally had a break since the new “R” phones arrived to get to the store and fondle them. Gotta know how the phone feels in your hand before you invest. Did we invest? Nope; we both decided our current phones are “foine.”
I think of the big-leaved tree in our back yard as a basswood, and maybe it really is. Is there a particular weight/balance of the leaves such that they most often fall with the top side down?
I am not a rock
Thursday, 15 November 2018
Rain and wetness continued; meteorologists tell us to prepare for below-freezing temps overnight—the coldest since last January. Sounds like the potential for icy patches is high for rush hour tomorrow morning. I’ll stay in where it’s warm and dry!
Note that I’m not complaining about the rainy overcast days we’ve been having; people near the fires and in areas hit by hurricanes/tropical storms have it far worse.
Color trio
Wednesday, 14 November 2018
Ghost pumpkins? Mummy pumpkins? On the other hand, maybe this design evokes a pop-culch meme I don’t know.
Red, red, red gerberas. With raindrops.
One more color!…because even with winter coming on, some plants remain green green green.
I especially like the pecan eyeballs on the right pumpkin. Aren’t pumpkins interesting when their essential orange-ness is removed?
Evolution (not wonkish)
Tuesday, 13 November 2018
There used to be what looked from the outside to be a perfectly fine brick house here. I used to admire the flowers and flowering shrubs in the front yard; it was all flower garden, with no grass. Lovely. When I came by last winter/spring and the shrubs were gone, with pits left where they had been, and scrabbly spots were I assumed someone had dug up bulbs and other plants, I thought, uh-oh, did someone die, or just leave, or what? Now I know. It’s a total replacement situation.
Here’s kudzu, pronounced something like kood-zoo. It’s a tenacious species, and even trying to persist here as the temperatures drop with winter coming. In full winter, it may lose its leaves, and will bounce back when the weather warms. I read somewhere that its roots can go thirty feet along under blacktop and thereby the plant can cross a paved road. Persistent.
Continuing the growth theme, here’re some brilliant-colored new fronds on an evergreen. Even in the overcast of an almost-rainy moment, they almost glow, the color is so vivid.
Title is a nod to Nobel economist Paul Krugman, who sometimes notes the wonkish level of his NYTimes columns.
Looking out
Monday, 12 November 2018
This was the kind of day for staying inside and looking out at the rain. View of downtown, with tall buildings obscured by cloud layer. Therefore, I did get out, but not far and not long.
View of our back garden (yard, to most Americans). I stepped onto the porch to take this, so it wouldn’t have rain-smears like the first image.
Title creation exercise
Sunday, 11 November 2018
Bird droppings.
Mums of gold.
What are your proposed titles? I give mine a solid B, collectively, mostly because of the first one.