Friday, 14 November 2025
We uncharacteristically ventured out this evening and took in a friend’s opening. We thought this flower arrangement was appropriate for paintings categorized as surrealism.
On the way home, I snapped this, proof that the pair of ginkgos up the street still have most of their leaves.
Thursday, 6 November 2025
As near as I can tell, the suitcase is more-or-less permanantly installed on that rack.
Sunday, 2 November 2025
I’m all goofed up by the time change. I reset three clocks that are manual; more await, including in both vehicles.
Today was not this sunny.
Saturday, 1 November 2025
All of us who cycled through schoolyards when we were, say, six years old, learned that anyone who offered a deal that went like: if you do what I want first, afterward I’ll do what you want…would not follow through on the second part. Guaranteed. N-e-v-e-r happened.
Friday, 24 October 2025
I love early voting.
I’ve decided that the only conclusive data about what will be on the ballot you face is to look on the gov’t website. None of the news sites seem to have it remotely correct.
Sunday, 19 October 2025
We went out erranding and I discovered that I could buy fake spiderwebs for $6 per package, plus tax. If I were interested….
Thursday, 16 October 2025
I had this with my coffee and thought, gee whiz, there’s something to post here. Perhaps. [Mitad means half in Spanish.]
But, this is better. We began a new series of evening TV watching. We sometimes use our choices to be a kind of travelogue, or travel abroad that doesn’t require a passport. This choice is “Hotel Costiera,” set in Positano, on the southern Amalfi Coast. So far, there’s not much food in it; drinks, yes, but little chow. [Not ciao.] Pleasant. Entertaining. Mostly in English.
Saturday, 11 October 2025
Our morning began west of Traverse City, and therefore off our typical I-75 axis. Pleasantly. So, we stayed west of I-75 all through Michigan, where farm stands selling pumpkins and big pots of mums were abundant. Look for mums on the far left between the arch-roofed structure and the RR tracks.
Our trajectory took us through the “heart of Amish country,” Shipshewana, Indiana. Hence: buggies and many farms with paddocks of horses. We even saw a four-horse team on the road, but pulling no farm equipment, only the driver’s platform with an empty hitch-bar.
We decided on a buffet dinner (a vast improvment over Arbys and the like). The offerings of course included red jello. [Not sampled.]
And here’s today’s sunset, complete with windshield flares. No Great Lake in Southern Indiana, even a bay of a smallish lake, although we did pass by Big Lake at some point.
Friday, 5 September 2025
We made a pre-10am run to Trader José’s while it was relatively calm, before the squadrons of desperate shoppers hit the doors mid-day, then continue in rotation until Monday morning (in our experience, anyway). We discovered that plenty of exercisers visited in the same temporal window…lots of stretchy outfits, etc.
Another goat picture: busy troops.
Tuesday, 2 September 2025
Welcome to goat world. Note that the last few days the goats have done a bit of excavation.
Also, I read an academic article on knots, as a global cross-cultural technology, presented with more detail than I would have believed possible.