Musings

Great fishing story

Our lake is shallow; I always heard the deepest place was 15 feet—sometimes 12. Off our beach a short ways is a rock bar perhaps five feet below the surface where fish sometimes congregate. This morning, fisher-guys were out there. Turned out they were from our neighbors’.

Very happy for the young guy in front—he caught a 3-lb, 22 inch walleye! The fellow in back showed him how to fillet it after they got the requisite proof-of-fishing-success photos on land. That is a big walleye for the young fellow to take downstate (on ice), and contribute to his family’s dinner.

Festival season has begun

Shower light

Today was Day 2 of Summerfest, and music periodcally filtered through the house all day, first from that way, and then from another direction. That was much different that the usual quiet Sunday.

Artsy serendipity

Back out on the open road using the interstate highway system…our tax dollars at work. In fact, here’s a newly sculpted cut in a an Appalachian spine with what used to be burlap sheeting to stabilize the new surface, and probably now is an inorganic compound emitting bajillions of nano-plastics.

Stark stair

In early Covid, the Apple store moved to an exterior location in Lenox mall, not far north of our house. We visited there because the Guru’s new iPad (with a fabulous screen), began just rebooting without rebooting, with an Apple logo, then the waiting circle; repeat. Not good. Anyway, a Genius determined that the system software needed to be reinstalled, meaning that after we returned home the Guru started over with repopulating the device with his digital world. Fortunately, the machine seems to be fine…just some software stutter-glitch. [If I have it right.] Oh, the staircase? The sterile, angular, cold staircase? It’s in the interior of the two-story Apple store, invisible to people in the store. Mostly Apple customers leave the store and take the escalator in the hallway outside the store to change levels. Since the rest of the store features clear glass, even along the balcony wall of the second story, this walled-off stairway is additionally strange. Must be a fire code requirement to have the staircase.

Fireworks?

I try to be sanguine about political news, and keep my distance (as in: not get emotionally tied to outcomes)…but I have to confess I did not see Biden and DJT agreeing to having two debates.

Hrrrrumph

The other day I recommended to the Guru that he read an article in the New Yorker, and I told him the title. A bit later he asked if I was sure it was in the New Yorker, as he couldn’t find it. Surprising…he’s a guy who knows how to find stuff on the web.

After the dust settled, I found the article by searching the author, and it turned out the title was totally different on the web. Howizzat?

Not in KY

Our neighbor grew up outside of Lexington and has a party every year guess when. I love the juleps and fresh mint the best. All I can tell about the horse race this year is that it was a photo-finish…if they haven’t replaced that technology and thus the phrase.

Our hostess is quite the gardener, and my plant ID app thinks this is a bellflower. It don’t know what it is, but I’m pretty sure it is not a bellflower.

Fresh sights

I went out early in the moist sunshine to see the morning humidity. I found it in the air…

…and on the vegetation.

Late morning, we went to the Swedish store of exports from Ukraine and Poland…and got the…point.

Back home, a peony was new-opened.

Concepts matter

There are leaves and leaflets. Do not confuse if you have botanical leanings.

Timing

Late Easter lily.

I write this as JCB texts with a friend who’s in Taiwan, and they’re trying to figure out what day it is. 🤣🤣🤣