Looking…
Monday, 19 August 2024

Listening to AOC and “wading” into the future….
Saturday, 17 August 2024

Here’s a sample of recent finds along our beach. What you don’t see is beer bottle frags and plastic trash—too boring to curate. The rusty metal at the rear of the display is a piece of a wood stove that once had some decorative curlicues that now are ghostly remnants on the surface. At one time, this stretch of the bluff must have been the household dump for at least one residence, and now the trash has moved downhill.
Thursday, 15 August 2024

The wall sign reads “THE GREEN BEAN OUT BACK,” and there’s another sign with the same words facing the road, here obscured by vegetation.
My guess: “out back” indicates “behind” a building to the left (not shown), and on the corner of two locally busy roads. The “green bean” part I have no suggestion…after all, it’s on a yellow wall. And, as to the use of the building…informal club?
Sunday, 11 August 2024

I don’t get the vertical piano.
Apologies to Gabriela Bhaskar for cropping her photo….
Thursday, 1 August 2024

I (software) updated two devices this evening while listening to the excellent news about the Americans (and people of other nationalities, totaling 16) who are no longer being imprisoned by Putin.
Monday, 29 July 2024

In celebration of MondayFunday, we braved the leg-height clouds of biting stable flies and walked from the mouth of Hurricane Creek to the AuSable Lighthouse. We hoped for a breeze when we got out of the woods, but it was at best intermittent. Still: we survived.

Look at all the shapes and textures…bricks painted and unpainted, metal roof “shingle” overlaps, linear eave layers, and the most eye-catching: the flashing stair-steps.
Saturday, 27 July 2024

Our fawn visitors came by twice, with totally crepuscular timing: 6:30am and 6:30pm. This was the morning visit.

It seems like a quarter of the garage at the neighbors’ is for storing shoes. 🤣

I took a late-day walk and the light angle lined up with the creek that leads from the road into the swamp/lake.
Tuesday, 23 July 2024

Dunno if one can judge one’s own brat-ness. Now it’s morphed into demo(b)rat, I’ve read. Pardon me, I’ve gotta go study up on Charli XCX lyrics and the meme-world.
BTW, it was rainy all day, with a few breaks of drippy grey. The rain barrel had surface bubbles, which I never remember seeing there before.
I used the noir filter on this shot. I don’t remember ever using a filter on a shot I’ve posted here before. It’s a visual reference to today’s sunlessness. Unfortunately, the noir takes away the iridescence. So much of art—and life—is trade-offs.