Musings

Valley stroll

First daylight view from our window, second floor. You can’t see the airport runways, a bit off to the right.

And here’s the hotel, viewed from over an irrigation channel.

Lupin, bush form—I think the seeds were/are harvested.

Didn’t recognize this. Online info suggests an Dalea species, perhaps Dalea coerulea.

Boulevard development appears to be stalled.

More lot development needed.

An older neighborhood. Note vacas.

Abandoned house. Note emptiness behind windows.

A more successful neighborhood.

Veggie operation, looks like beans.

Almost back to the hotel. That large bush on the right is a castor bean (Ricinus communis)—called a bean, yet not a Fabaceae bean, as in the field above. Do not eat castor beans.

Hotel flower. You knew I had to include a flower close-up.

Expect no posts for eight(ish) days. I’ll delay-post when I return to internet accessibility. Me, spouse, hat, masks, etc are headed west to Pacific isles aka the Galápagos.

Gran transición

We went from the land of English English English…

…to Spanish, with English subtitles. Also, we’re south of the Equator. Not far south, but still.

Cycles do change now and then

Year in and year out, I do a fair amount of packing. It’s usually for the same pair of destinations, and is pretty darned straightforward—at this point, after years and years.

Now, I’m packing for an anomaly, both in terms of destination and in terms of activities to be undertaken. Still working on details…but there’s time to get everything ironed out. Yay.

Trial

Wet bag

The corollary of flying with only carry-ons is that all liquid containers have to fit in a single sandwich bag. This one needs repacking; something has to go to make room for an item that isn’t here. Patience.

Spectral colors

Behold: dispersive optical prism wavelength spectrum. If I have the jargon correct.

If…

Gauzy shadows. If I ever write poetry, I may use that phrase.

No2 or No4

Depending on how you count we received shot number 4 (of all covid shots) or shot number 2 (of booster shots) today.

I understand the labs are reformulating the shots that will be available this autumn to take into account recent variants. That means I’ll have a shot number 5, probably before the end of the year.

Also, today was chili day! Actually chili day number 2, as we had the first round yesterday. But with guac not avocado chunks. Variation is the spice of chili, you know.

Supply chair

Regular readers are aware that we typically reside in one of two locations: inner ATL and way northern Michigan. Like many households, we use Amazon to order a miscellaneous assortment of items now and then. We are well aware that delivery in the far north may take five days, sometimes four, and rarely less, while here in ATL, we may receive items ordered in the morning that evening, or, sometimes, that afternoon. This warehouse perhaps accelerates our ATL deliveries…as it’s on the southeast side of the metro.

The title refers to the text on a truck we saw a month or so ago. I read it as supply chair whatever, and mused upon this confusing message to The Guru, who said, dryly, it’s supply chain; the locking mechanism is altering the n and making it look like an r. Silly me. Smart Guru.

Ice in our drinks

We did a bit of outdoor socializing this evening. We had a storm cell come through before we convened, and it brought the temps down (yay!). So, it was quite pleasant, then the sun returned and the temp rose and the humidity re-blanketed us. That’s the way it goes.

OTP

OTP in these parts means outside the perimeter, or away from the core of ATL metro and beyond the encircling Interstate. And we indeed passed beyond that limit, traveling all the way to Athens for a few brief hours of socializing, then, returning and catching this view of Stone Mountain en route. Ignore the myriad of power lines.