Musings

Ad-ven-churs

We almost always come through Cincinnati on I-75, or parallel side routes; however, today we took to the side streets and ended up on I-71, which gave us this different view of downtown.

They both cross the Ohio on the same bridge. The traffic was moving just fine.

Climbing away from the river, we spotted this whimsy.

[By focusing on Cincy, I can easily avoid discussing the traffic *fun* we had in metro ATL during rush hour, complicated with rain. However: home safely.

Water activities

We met up with an extended family of the combined genetic and friendship sorts for a very lovely ritual…

…involving kayaks and a few flowers. Soooo glad we attended.

BTW, almost no breeze yet no biting flies down on the Lake Michigan shore. We did not kayak, but we admired those who did, and the paddleboarders, too. I now know there are inflatable paddleboards.

Note the smokaze.

Oooops

Apologies for delayed post. I just got too yawn-y too early to have sufficient thought to post before crashing.

I’m fine (she indicates while sipping her morning coffee).

Mystery machine

Yeah, this is an odd angle to look at a vehicle. Yet, what’s the vehicle tricked out to maximize? Are those rectangular forms antennae or liquid holders? That implement on the roof—it’s not a weed eater, so what is it?

Quick goo-search: Land Rover Defenders start at 73K or 153K, depending on I’m not sure what. But that doesn’t explain the extras….

Bee a cutie

Universal reason #8 for out-of-focus photo: very hot-and-muggy, so I didn’t hang around to take a proper photograph, and not merely a snap.

Okay, admit it: you smiled (or at least thought about it inside).

On edge

It’s a wild weekend here in the ATL, with Beyonce doing cowboy hat concerts downtown, and the baseball folks congregating on the north-side ahead of the All-Star game on Tuesday. I’m glad we’re just outside of those orbits.

Where are you from?

Seeking words to add to this photo, I discovered that coneflowers (Echinacea) are native to eastern and central North America. That surprised me…in a good way. I often figure (erroneously) that pretty garden flowers are from elsewhere, like Asia and Africa.

Bonus: dahlias are also New World—from the Basin of Mexico area, as I understand it.

Moments change things

Seconds after this, the rainbow colors disappeared.

Just before dark, thunder boomed and moisture descended. This photo was from the earliest moments of The Arrival.

I’m not in a desert by any means, yet this event made me think about Gary Nabhan’s slim volume The Desert Smells Like Rain (1982). The title is from an observation by a Tohono O’odham child, a native of the Sonoran Desert, as I recall. [Link to read more about the O’odham by the O’odham.]

Road stories

We had maybe eight cars in front of us at the toll booth. We could see the northbound traffic going on and on. The back up started at the very top of the brige, and by the density of traffic we saw south of there, it backed up further within just a short time. Soooo glad we were southbound.

But why so much traffique? Model change-over?

This Ohio slow-down must have just happened before we got to it. I saw one vehicle and one person (neither looking damaged, although the car was pointed north and had a soft rear tire, oops) standing outside it talking to cops and firefighters. I wasn’t rubber-necking, though, mind you. 😉

Note the general haziness in the bridge picture (high, thin smoke?), and the pretty darned clear sky in the second photo…further south in Ohio, after dark, we came upon wet pavement, and these drippy roses in a rest area (obv: evidence of rain).

That’s it. I’m going to avail myself of the easy upload using my phone hotspot…such efficiency! 😎

We’ve been seeing lots of fireworks as we continue south toward KY…several towns were having strawberry festivals, but not in Dayton or Cincinnati. Curious. 🤩