Musings

Stumped no more

A non-self-driving robot came and de-stumped us…actually, it ground (sawed) up only one stump. We kept the others to hold the bank that they’re embedded in.

And thus we have the end of the wind-felled tree saga…except for creating a new version of the back garden now that it gets some sun. I emphasize: some.

Marking time

We’re in that transition season when (some of) the grass is still winter-brown, with green accents from early turf-onions. Also, we may be in the coldest phase of this spring, and it’ll be warmer from here on (here’s hoping?).

Precip on petals

During my post-rain walk, I discovered many dewy blooms, not all as elegant as this deciduous magnolia.

Relocated by wind

We’re supposed to have a front come through overnight, so windy storms, perhaps (hopefully?) weaker than the other weekend that caused us to need four large trees removed. Whew. Still, before the winds, somehow a fading camellia blossom found its way to our front steps this afternoon.

Photo tale

I just stepped out to get a moon shot, well, the photo kind, but I wasn’t terribly stable, so the moon is blown-out.

Crystallographic tale

Crystals are…seductive? Otherworldly? [This image is presented approximately life-sized, if memory serves….]

Our word crystal derives ultimately from the Greek word for both “rock crystal” and “ice.” Very parallel.

Relatives

These plants, decorative in this area, mystified me (with my northern mental database) until I found them labelled somewhere. Now, I know them to be relatives of artichokes…sporting rather elegant dagger-leaves-of-green.