Step on it!
Saturday, 30 November 2024
Two possible interpretations: 1) it’s a stepping stone; or 2) it’s almost 2025, just one more month to go, and let’s hurry.
Clearly, I’m no comedy writer.
Saturday, 30 November 2024
Two possible interpretations: 1) it’s a stepping stone; or 2) it’s almost 2025, just one more month to go, and let’s hurry.
Clearly, I’m no comedy writer.
Friday, 29 November 2024
I went out for a quick walk late afternoon and found these dogwood leaves posing in the brilliant sunshine.
Thursday, 28 November 2024
A cat and her toys; she didn’t play with any of them while we were there.
Wednesday, 27 November 2024
I present (household) infrastructure in recognition of today’s early-voting (very institutional, and supporting of infrastructure). Runoff election: one person/office. I think there were eight officials ready to check us in, and more by the voting booths/ballot machines…and no other voters besides the two of us.
As I moved along, I discussed T-giving plans and cooking obligations with the ladies. I thought the best story was from the voting machine attendant who said she had seven sisters and they were doing everything but the institutional-sized container of mac-cheese she was making/bringing.
LSS = long story short (intended sarcastically)
Tuesday, 26 November 2024
Speaking of perspective and lens gyrations (see yesterday), how to crop? Follow horizontals (as I did), or align to verticals? Or, be a renegade and do neither, resulting in crazy angles everywhere. Whew.
Monday, 25 November 2024
Sometimes, I am annoyed that wide angle comes with keystoning. BTW, look at the cloud shape variation!
Sunday, 24 November 2024
We walked around the corner to a coffee shop and I had an artistic matcha latte…
…sitting in the sunshine by the sidewalk under autumn leaves.
Saturday, 23 November 2024
I do love it when the camellias emerge in the cold season…or the kind of cold season we get here in ATL.
Friday, 22 November 2024
Something about the pallets and the diamonds of light made this for me. And the pipe. And the scrolls in the chair backs. Plus the shade of blue of the wall and the horizontals of the bricks. Also, the messiness of the detritus on the painted concrete below. There ya go.
Thursday, 21 November 2024
Nothing quite looks like a rambutan…with those aesthetic spinterns in a variety of greenish and rosy hues.