Musings

Firsts

First time a pilot came out to apologize for a late flight—he did it twice, over the mic to all, then walked around and took questions. [Really: last night, but first part of flight in essence.]

First high-elevation corporate witticism I had to “share.” [We left about three hours late; our destination: Madrid.]

Best airline food I’ve ever eaten. Yum. Truly.

We took off in the rental car, headed north, and the first time we hit a dirt road we saw our first caballero.

First Roman villa. This is a late one, and the central courtyard-garden still sports a tree.

First five-arch Medieval bridge. Last modified in 1973.

First Neanderthal cave cluster (mostly protected from the elements with a roof or with small openings—fenced, so we couldn’t get closer).

First fabulous sky of the trip.

First mystery. Sign says the water isn’t potable.

First dramatic bottleneck/pass we’ve driven through.

First night’s hotel room view.

We’re getting into the swing of the Spanish lifestyle: we will dine tonight at 8:30; only two more hours to wait. Over and out.

Genuine white stuff, the cold kind

Did you hear it snowed in Atlanta today? This was most of the three inches we got at our house.

Behind the treeline, that’s the local landmark Mercedes-Benz Stadium. You can see from the south line of the Marta train (which perennially has filthy windows, shown here). Here’s a hint: the south line ends at the airport, “the busiest in the world,” although perhaps not today with the number of cancellations. But not us!

Waiting game

We’re watching the weather around here…watching so closely I was exhausted and crashed early…hence the late post. 😇

Still not-quite life

It’s not pretty, but it tells a story…gutter ice in sunshine, with leaves.

Look beyond the obstacles

I do enjoy a day-moon against a blue-sky.

Shrubbiness posing

I’m guessing that’s a beech, the one with the tan leaves. They hold them very long, and bud out early.

The messy green shrub in front is, I think, some kind of honeysuckle nastiness. I say that because it offers little in the way of pretty.

Old news

I find my mind keeps going back to the dinosaur track fossils found northwest of London in 2023 and reported this week, especially the drone shots that show the entire nearly 200 yards of prints. Amazing.

[Confession: I stole this photo from my 2022 archive, still 5 January, however.]

Postponed yumminess

Four of us enjoyed a delayed holiday meal today, with a turkey-dressing theme…missed the cranberry sauce…I’m glad the gravy turned out so tasty.

Not-rat

It was still pretty dark this morning when this critter trundled purposefully past the back door and around the house, zoom: gone. I thought: “Silver Streak” and chuckled har har har.

(Exhale) Lookee there

Look at this slow-water river. I’m still working out where all the sand came from. Upstream, yeah, but where?

Totally different scale: look at this dried trunk, cut to clear a path of a fallen tree, probably dead or almost dead when the wind rushed in.