Musings
Here’s today’s tree identification tip. This time of the year, if you see a tree with dry, beige leaves like this, it’s a beech (Fagus spp.). In spring, the new buds will push off the old leaves, meaning they stay on through the winter. Like this.
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Those factory shrink-wrapped, one pound ground meat containers aren’t my favorite way to buy ground…beef, usually…because the grind is waaaay too fine and the meat has been mixed and crushed into the package…all of which change the way the meat cooks, as for burglars.
Sometimes we buy beef this way (usually if we’re in the UP), but more often it’s bison. Once or twice it’s been lamb. Today, we had an option we never had before: venison. From New Zealand. And this is it: venison burglars.
The meat still had texture isses from the super-fine grind and the compaction packaging, but I kept thinking: much lower cholesterol. So, yay!
Posted at 8:15 PM |
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This is an oversized splat. No robin did this. I found it this morning early-ish.
Add this data point. In the dark of the night recently we’ve heard a hootie owl holding forth, and the sound seems like it’s just above our bedroom.
To recap, the splat fits with noisy hootie owl, and the walkway location fits with being above our sleeping heads.
Posted at 9:28 PM |
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Last evening’s fog was around all night, then got denser when the sun loomed this morning, and hung around all day. Lotsa fog. This was Monday, a no-fog day.
Posted at 7:47 PM |
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The setting of the book is Cyprus (and London)…so our hostess chose a Greek theme, which overlaps the many cuisines of neighboring regions that make similar goodies. The name you use indicates your allegiance to which area. Language tells your ethnicity, essentially. On modern Cyprus, it’s either Turkish or Greek.
Posted at 10:23 PM |
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Dramatic sculpture. Simple concept. Well executed. A curved steel sheet with a cutout-outline, bent at a slightly different angle. Harder to describe than to contemplate.
Sculptor: Xavier Medina Campeny (b. 1943). Title: Homenaje a Martin Luther King. The sculptor is Spanish, from Barcelona. The piece was a gift from the 1992 Summer Olympics host city (yes, Barcelona) to Atlanta, the host of the next Summer Olympics, in 1996. [If Wikipeeee is correct.]
Posted at 9:01 PM |
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The moon’s been bright on recent clear nights, but I’ve been sleep-stumbling too much to try for a photo. Here’s a flower from last year’s lovely 15 Jan.
Posted at 8:51 PM |
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Wood grain, as a concept, sounds simple. However, if you have different kinds of wood and different treatments thereof, you realize it’s visually complicated. Functionally, too; but it’s a different thing to assess that. Here, the shadows from Venetian blinds complicate the wood grain visuals. Plus some random scratches.
Posted at 9:17 PM |
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Our azaleas sport brown, curled leaves after the seventy-ish hours below freezing we had recently. I thought a picture would be too depressing, so here’s a pansy from exactly one year ago. BTW, today’s high was 26° below yesterday’s high of 70°.
Posted at 9:03 PM |
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A fast-moving, serious storm came through in the afternoon. We got wind and rain, but not for long. Whew. Far worse, horrible actually, southwest of us in Alabama, and along Atlanta’s southern suburbs. At the moment in this capture, we were through the worst of it (whew!).
Posted at 8:48 PM |
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