I finally found the upstairs maid (hahaha) and got her busy. Three loads of laundry and lots of miscellany. Still: odds and ends remain for tomorrow morning.
I think of this as both clapboard and lap siding. Turns out both terms are used. Here, in the yew-ess of ay, anyway.
Sunny and warm for my walk. Found this blue flag convention, but not the blue flags of spring. Sewer lines? Buried cable? A mystery.
We had a miscellaneous errand over toward downtown, so we strolled around that area. This is the view of downtown from Jackson Street bridge. You many have seen it in a movie or in advertising art.
Turns out the libraries are closed for the holiday, so we used the book drop. Our regular branch is closed for renovations, so we used a different branch, over by the MLK center. [TMI, pretty sure.]
One of my favorite public art pieces of all time. MLK stating that he has a dream, I’m guessing.
People live around here now, in some rather expensive new apartments and not in the crack-infested public housing that was here.
Nice reflection in window of business undergoing renovation…sign is for an axe-throwing business. Have fun, it states in multiple ways.
Pansy (etc.) triangle by the MLK center. Your federal dollars at work. National Park Service property.
We discovered that we didn’t know that the Grady HIGH SCHOOL football team has a practice field. More tax dollars at work.
The parallel I’m suggesting is that these are the dessicating seedheads of our fennel. They succeed the plant’s main event—the green phase.
Today, we followed our main event—Wednesday early T-day dinner—with lovely, wonderful, tasty left-overs.
Of course, some people might argue that left-over day is its own version of a main event—sooo, sooo easy!
My dad, the Botanist, called these, as I recall, Georgia bugs, meaning he saw them here and did not associate them with the Midwest. This one hung around the back door this afternoon, but was not admitted to our early T-giving. We had a good harvest this year, albeit from assorted grocery stores.
Raw materials are in place…
…and some have been prepped. Or partly prepped.
Lots of leaves on the ground…
and in the trees, still.
Pretty sure: this is not a proper haiku syllable count.
Out buying our T-giving bird, we found decorations for the succeeding standard US holiday. I pondered sitting and waiting for the holly-jolly holly-day, but I’ve got a meal to prep. For THIS week.
Apologies for the grumpiness, but how many people in a GROCERY store are buying for Xmas????
On the other hand, the trees, wreaths, and other greenery out front of the store smelled piney-lovely.
Or is it an easy one?
Watch the rain fall…or watch the bread cubes for the dressing dry?
Nice organic loaves have been cubed to dry, preparatory to incorporation with sautéed veg and butter (mmm) and stock and summer savory to make dressing. Days from now.
Meanwhile…pansy season has commenced.
Acorns becoming acorn flour and being blown to the curb on a street. From passing tires. Big waste of protein. If not people food, would be quality pig-food.
Some brickwork remains, but little of the wood structure above the floor (will they keep the floor even?). Wonder how much of a McMansion this will become.