Daisy a day
Saturday, 11 May 2019
I’m used to tall, volunteer daisies; this is a city cousin that probably came out of a green house. Still: all daisy-ness is happy-making.
Musings
Out front
Friday, 10 May 2019
These just opened since Wednesday, and the buds are still coming. Yay! Gardenias smell so wonderful.
Look! Insect! A fennel redbug? heheh
Rain just started
Thursday, 9 May 2019
Neighbor hydrangea. Just opening.
Redbud leaves. Full term.
This good-and-evil statue replica looks like a tired farmworker. Not a party animal. Or an after-party attendee.
Name day
Wednesday, 8 May 2019
Yarrow. Again: yarrow. Why do I keep thinking tansy? Tansy is yellow-gold!
I see four vines in here: poison ivy, Virginia creeper, Boston ivy (or similar), and something that reminds me of a grapevine, but isn’t, and I don’t know what it is.
Archie Harrison Mountbatten-Windsor. Archie? I get that the Harrison is an unsubtle nod to dad, but Archie? Not even Archibald? Actually, the latter is even more awkward, graceless, and inelegant than Archie. Hey, he’s both a British royal (we know) and an American (we assume), so wee Archie will probably pull his name off with ease.
Scent/no scent
Tuesday, 7 May 2019
I came around a corner and my nose was assailed, and I pivoted to look at what was newly revealed upwind: there it is, the blooming vine honeysuckle. MMMMmmmm, that’s a distinctive fragrance.
Isn’t that about the darkest purple iris you’ve seen? Light’s mediocre, but whatta bloom!
Not in our yard/garden
Monday, 6 May 2019
Oak leaf hydrangea. And splendid lighting.
Smoke tree. The street had a half-dozen of these plants, about the same size (well-established), perhaps planted at the same time.
Peony abloom. Just love peonies. I see them and think of my grandmother’s garden, and therefore my grandparents.
Hither, yon
Sunday, 5 May 2019
A particularly maroon Japanese maple, with some kind of (procumbent?) juniper, very (yellow) green.
A Virginia creeper climbing a brick wall. Different contrast in shapes, but still generally red/green.
Lots of action at the Gliderport. On the ground. Also, stay on runway to avoid mud.
No Chiitan sighting (watching John Oliver), not surprisingly.
Vultures over Deshler
Saturday, 4 May 2019
No photo of the thermal-riding vultures, circling, circling (catchy title, however—heh). Instead: frost in the field.
Almost always a lane closed on the Big Bridge. Yay for infrastructure maintenance.
Rabbit wondering at roadside.
Sugar in towers. [Do you think of Ohio as a sugar producer? Nope? You aren’t alone, I’m certain. (Beets not cane (duh).)]
I hope you’ve enjoyed this exercise in prepositions. Overkill, in all likelihood….
Sunny, warm day
Friday, 3 May 2019
Ever noticed a chive bud before? This is the first I remember noticing. Tiny.
The lake was pretty still this afternoon, and the solar gain put the porch temp above 70°F. Yay!
Lovely sunset. Note: no leaves.
By THAT lake
Thursday, 2 May 2019
Lake Superior beach at Hurricane Creek, east view (so no creek; it’s behind me).
Snow remnant on beach; snow insulated by sand. Or perhaps just protected.
Rare Grand Marais igloo snowbank remnant. (Being truthful: it didn’t look so igloo-ey from the other side.)