Power of adjectives
Tuesday, 21 July 2020
Mighty tasty black raspberries.
Lovely lake. Open sky.
Winsome woodchuck. [But a big eater. S/he moved on from the lawn to nab flowers. Rrrrr.]
Or maybe it’s more the images than the adjectives.
Tuesday, 21 July 2020
Mighty tasty black raspberries.
Lovely lake. Open sky.
Winsome woodchuck. [But a big eater. S/he moved on from the lawn to nab flowers. Rrrrr.]
Or maybe it’s more the images than the adjectives.
Monday, 20 July 2020
Spartan! Yeah, an ag school…different kind of maize here than at that big, noisy school down the old Indian trail to the southeast.
Sheriff…as in behind the law on top of the bridge.
Cloud cover looks a bit thicker than it was. Just want to mention: temp about 69°F. Soooooo fiiiiiine.
Sunday, 19 July 2020
We escaped the Metro. We found blue ridges. But not The Blue Ridges. Pretty pretty pretty.
On the move snaps can be blurry…or capture surprisingly pleasing not-what-I-was-hoping-for shots.
Saturday, 18 July 2020
The Fates had spiny, thorny hearts today, taking our fine and righteous Congressman, John Robert Lewis. RIP, Mr. Lewis.
Friday, 17 July 2020
It’s not sunrise. Or sunset.
It’s not wisteria, like I first thought. Just some tossed lilacs. Memory photo.
Thursday, 16 July 2020
I was heartened when I saw SOME overcast.
Turns out it was ephemeral.
And loaded with humidity.
Today, I’m in love with air-conditioning.
Wednesday, 15 July 2020
Hoy: caliente y húmeda incluso antes de las 8 de la mañana.
And we’re getting the third overhead rain cell right NOW, for an extra boost of humidity! Oh, yay!
Tuesday, 14 July 2020
Now, I got going PRETTY early, but not SUPER early, and when I was in my first ten minutes and ramping up the ol’ heartbeat, I saw the sun was up enough to be in the rays, and I knew I had to head down over the ridge into no-rays territory, as in: no rays so just a WEENsie bit cooler.
No-rays means MOSTly no-rays: see! Ray action! And at the foot of the tree, a helpful marker. Aha: paperbark maple. Never recall seeing that name before. Must have, and it just didn’t register…too darned many darned plants out there to remember the names.
Monday, 13 July 2020
From a distance this group of petunias was beige, tinted beige, but beige. Now that I look closely, the flowers are quite interesting. [Self: don’t jump to conclusions.]
Look what I spotted on the window. Ten minutes after her/his photo session with meeeee, I looked, and El Moth had departed. Life in motion. [More beige variation.]
Sunday, 12 July 2020
If this is a metaphor for my day, the background took over…and overshadowed the foreground. Reality twisted in a way that there’s always a potential for…kept me energized and distracted simultaneously somehow.