Today’s neighborhood story was that my wander took me along the path of a fire truck that was going from hydrant to hydrant, with a young(ish) fireman hopping out (not in uniform) with a wrench to open one of the breast-ish-ports, then the valve at the top to assure that the hydrant was emptied of sediment, etc. I saw five hydrants tested during my parallel wander. This is not one along their route.
So much for hunkie guys. (Firemen, it seems to me, tend to be in better shape than cops; after all their lives depend on being in great shape.)
My other story is this miniature moss world. I took this snap using my magnifying glass function on my phone. I got it in focus (yay), and immediately realized that the light was not optimal on the uprights, that is, the sporophytes.
At the next moss-patch: much more light on the sporophytes.
3 November 2021 at 9:54 am
Pooh says:
At the wedding there were boutonnieres and wrist corsages for the wedding party and family members. No flowers but greenery including ferns. When I picked ours up, there were black speckles under some of the ferns. Apparently it was ideal for dropping sporangium on the white tablecloth. It made a nice pattern, but we brushed it off.