anthropology

Cheap or free*

Rosa blanca blooms

Let’s mix it up and begin with today’s flower: rosa blanca. And her rosa-blanca friends.

Believe tree

I believe this sign. I do not believe this tree. Looks darned deceased to me. Too bad.

Last week fixing

Last week up the way there was sub-surface utility fixing going on. Interesting that they ran out of metal road plates; the one on the left is a double layer of plywood with a rope loop to control it.

Today street fixing

Today, the subsurface work extended across the median—more plywood. And the clever fixit crews’ machinery effectively blocked the route of the garbage trucks, so our street remains lined with unemptied herbie-kerbies. Somehow the recycling truck made it through—I suspect running earlier than the garbage-vehicle. [I predict the tree on the left dies within a decade. Unfortunately.]

Oh, my, don’t we live in an ongoing play!

* This refers to a sign we saw in NC the other day at a roadside firewood place. Write your own play reflecting the phrase. Extra points for using “political economy” in the dialogue.

Jumping the timeline

Love bunnies

For some in this country, it’s the ham holiday coming up. We cheated and had our ham last week (day after happy day).

Tofu curry coming up

Tonight we went the opposite direction: tofu veggie Thai curry. With a scatter of fresh cilantro and mint on top. Mmmmmm.

Color/texture

Red mini flowers

You might argue that these two offer…

Green feathery greens

…colors for a different holiday than the upcoming one. Still Christian, however.

Public art. Plus.

Decatur red statue

Public art one: red bird, airborne.

Decatur bird statue

White bird: tethered.

I like the red one better; seems “free”er and less contrived. My imagination, perhaps.

Electric moped plate

“License plate” on rental electric moped. The second letter…you’re meant to see “U” not “O.” I see the intent, but it’s an “O” to me. The rest is…tacky. At best.

Hot mess

Ds peony

The Île de la Cité will never be the same. The gargoyles are still coughing (I’m pretty sure).

Yay, Sattuhday

O4Wbourbon

Rooting for Sattuhday night! Watching Atlanta United.

It’s a crazy mixed-up world.

ABG moments

Frog eyeing frog statue

Ya gotta know that if we go to the BotGarden, we check out the Frog Baby and look for frogs in the pool. Yes, they’re back from winter break; there’s one eyeing a statue frog!

Grooming Goddess pool

And we check out the Goddess. Still waiting for new plant-plugs. This poor fellow is working against the spring waterfall of plant detritus threatening to clog her pools. Keeps him employed!

Pond life

Totally different pond/pool, and different story. Shape and color variation is pure eye-candy. Plant eye-candy, that is.

Super chive head

Okay; floral fun. I don’t know what this is, but I call it super-chive.

Bird watching

Brings a different meaning to the phrase “bird-watching.” [Bird spotted by the Guru.]

Shrouding

Parking free

The parking payment-pods are still shrouded, and now the signs are gone; the posts are lone and unembellished (far right). I conclude: parking remains free!

Tree flowers white

Found this bloomer, and can’t quite remember the name…time to head to the BotGarden for a refresher?

Oak sex parts

I think these are oak sex parts. Kinda. Oak anyway. In the autumn, leaves fall; in the spring, it tends to be other parts.

Time is marching/sidestepping/something

Peony bud tight

Nascent spring: peony version.

Bluebell cluster

Fading spring: bluebell version.

Capital improvement failure

Capital improvement…failure: water department version. A crew just fixed this.

Transition Friday

Oak pool

Overnight rain created this pool…

Pollen deposits

and washed the pollen downstream. The air smelled almost clean-pristine, almost because the plants are continuing to pump out the pollen…

Cloud on mtn

so we headed for the mountains. Where the clouds still bedecked the ridges…

Mountain cleared

another hour later, and clear skies!

Toast you

To you!

Dusk yonah

By dusk, we had a great view of Mount Yonah. That’s not the moon, just the reflection of a ceiling light.

And now I will transition to bed…yawn.