Musings

French time/thym

I’ve heard of tea towels now and then, and now I have one. I still don’t know the role they play in tea-time—to coddle the pot, perhaps? Speaking of time (or herbal thyme, here in French on this tea towel of “Paree”), isn’t that the essence of life?

Thanks for this thoughtful gift; you know who you are!

Starlightbright

Eve sky

By some prominent calendars this is an important eve, as in the fading day before a day of huge import…so here’s a sky pic of the eve-sky that the Apple-land algorithm has made “lighter” than it was to my eyeballs standing there looking up. In short: stars! evening!

Still avoiding USA political news

Chef knife

We just finished watching a season/year of Top Chef, if you can’t tell/figure out this visual clue.

What’s in a name?

Street seating decoration…bar bow…or barbeau? I don’t speak French and my sense of its etymology is…poor. But I think barbeau is related to barbed, like a type of fish-face. This, however, is an inexpensive fake-velvet bow on the separator-fence of a neighborhood tavern. So, bar-bow?

Mantel, wreath, candlesticks

Isn’t this a fab wreath! [It’s the neighbor’s, along with many other wonderful decorations, some even real and smelling…wonderfully evergreen.]

This makes a fine still-life, no?

Who’s the boss?

All too often, the fine print is sooooo important.

But they’re pretty

Cut flowers are usually shipped miles, often by air. Also, they are often irrigated, including if grown in a hot-house (or similar). Thus, cut flowers are not-green green…and essentially represent a transfer of water from one part of the world to another…where they are thrown out, or sometimes composted (probably with chemicals (herbicides?) on them).

Institutional housing

Back in 1902, officials opened a penitentiary south of Atlanta, and now amidst neighborhoods and other development. The property was centered on a secure, walled facility for the inmates, and had several nearby buildings, including homes. Here’s one, long unoccupied. What a weird thing to be a kid growing up here.

LSS

I present (household) infrastructure in recognition of today’s early-voting (very institutional, and supporting of infrastructure). Runoff election: one person/office. I think there were eight officials ready to check us in, and more by the voting booths/ballot machines…and no other voters besides the two of us.

As I moved along, I discussed T-giving plans and cooking obligations with the ladies. I thought the best story was from the voting machine attendant who said she had seven sisters and they were doing everything but the institutional-sized container of mac-cheese she was making/bringing.

LSS = long story short (intended sarcastically)

It’s about timing?

The word history traces back to the Greek, where its meaning required investigation/inquiry and research; it wasn’t merely story telling. History also has a context (social, cultural, temporal, etc.), and, sometimes, good luck figuring that out.

Apologies for the two-day delay in posting….