Musings

What’s up on the lift?

On That Corner, the materials left from yesterday were sidelined today…and neater and more out of the way than late yesterday.

Meanwhile, two blocks away, a crew had been here last week painting the front of a house, and I thought the shoot was over the next day. However, I was wrong, and it seemed a full staff was here today. Movie or advertisement? Dunno. A safely dressed traffic-person was busy helping all the delivery vehicles. The minute I was there, I could see FedEx, Brown, and Prime, plus civilian vehicles. A typical Friday-afternoon crush here at this well-used residential cut-through.

Variable conditions

Heavy overcast, although I found these (and other) blooms cheering.

That Intersection was partly open, with one crew working around the edges of a pile of unused pipes and other materials. I could not tell if all the detritius would be removed today or not; they would have needed another vehicle and a motor-driven loader to accomplish that. Maybe I’ll check tomorrow. The road surface, however, looks ready for thousands of tires.

Waiting for a line of bad weather to come through, oh, between now and 3am.

Full moon

It looks like daylight, but it’s a 3-second night shot, on a clear evening with a bright, bright moon. The magic of photography….

For clarity

I tackled, in a limited manner, window-washing today, and managed to clean inside and out of the three largest downstairs (public area) windows. I used soap-and-water initially (this stuff) to get the worst of it off (or loosened)…followed by a typical window-washing mixture…for shine?….

Happy Twizzle-day

I’m promoting a non-religious revision of today’s holiday, rather like Festivus is to Christmas…since I’m not a Catholic and don’t believe in Catholic-fanatical saints. So: Happy Twizzle-day!

Can you tell the Olympics free-dance skaters are busy on the big(ger) screen in front of me. Yay: Chock and Bates (who?).

Business density

I meant to write about this yesterday…I happened be on the same street as an AmazonPrime delivery truck. I counted nine deliveries over perhaps a third of a mile, most of that with houses on only one side. And, is it no surprise that Amazon’s upping their annual fee?

Thanks, Joe

And all you taxpayers out there. We received our government nasal swab covid tests.

When’s curling practice?

The public air is near-brimming with talk about sporting events, most with snow or ice, except for the one in LA; however, I am distracted by the situation in Ukraine.

Olympic curling stones are two kinds of rock, both from a tiny island, a pluton, off the coast of southwest Scotland. The island’s modern Gaelic name, Aillse Creag, means fairy rock. The title? I’m just kidding.

MaNachur accommodated

I walk past this notch several times each week, and I admire it every time.

Winter works

Yesterday I saw the crew compacting the fill to a level a short foot below the surface-to-be, so I knew this was coming. Today the concrete is poured and the surface skimmed (or whatever), so that it’s almost as glassy as a skating rink.

And down the way, they’ve removed the Big Green Pump, leaving just its sound-mitigating panels, fence, bumpers, and orange cones.

Over at the Firehouse, the project remains in early phases, still chunking the concrete from the driveway. Perhaps tomorrow they’ll load it in trucks and send it to…the suburbs? Some dump outside the metro area? To fill an eroded gulley?