Saturday, 7 December 2019
While the coffee was brewing, I stepped outside. The birdbath was frozen solid.
We’re somewhat overdosed on driving, so we didn’t today. Walked to do our errands. Mini-crabapple?
Sample of the residential architecture in our neighborhood; these units are a bit larger and fancier than ours. Same feel, however.
First chore trek took us to the Farmers’ Market. I talked to a bean guy, and bought some black beans from him. Also got a turkey leg, butchered yesterday (TMI?), the grower said. Stew to come. This is a watermelon radish, the sign said, with black radishes on the left edge. Did not buy or taste either one.
Near the FM is the northern terminus of the Railrunner commuter train that goes down to Albuquerque and beyond largely in the Rio Grande valley. Love the roadrunner graphic that flows from the locomotive across the trailing cars.
During a later errand trek, we found a largely untended urban cemetery behind a Mickey’s and similar fast food places, nail salons, and the like. On a slight hill.
Companion shot to the first one from the cocktail hour.
Apparently this sky warns of ❄️. The highest peaks nearby are already 🏔.