Love the pumpkin accent
Friday, 30 October 2020
Sometime late this afternoon the wind finally dropped off. I’m soooooo glad.
This post includes a real leaf and an art leaf of what appear to be the same species, more or less (on the latter).
Musings
Pre-Zeta and Zeta predictions
Wednesday, 28 October 2020
Back in the bad old days, life forms were rated as to, well, sophistication.
In that hierarchy, these would have been lesser life forms. And “lesser” was freighted with all kinds of superior qualities.
Me, I think fungi and lichens and mosses and the like are very complex. And sophisticated…biologically, for sure! So there!
Also, at something like 2am the winds are supposed to really kick in. I’m not looking forward to that. The eye is supposed to pass just west of us, so that means we’re getting the worst of it, whatever it is this far inland.
Beware
Saturday, 24 October 2020
I remember that when our mayor established Covid-restrictions for the city that playgrounds were closed. And this one indeed had something like crime scene tape around it, around the legs of the swing set and the like. No sign of that now. And attendance has soared.
Burgundy tinted fuchsia. If you squint, it looks almost velvety. I do not know what this flower is, although I assume its seeds and genes have been wrenched from far away, perhaps from a tropical source. A hypothesis, anyway. [I admit: title doesn’t fit this photo.]
Flat Indiana
Thursday, 22 October 2020
Our first stop was the best…to see loved ones and their New Home! Just darned lovely. All of it. Next time, we’ll stay longer than just for coffee, laughs, and covid-careful hugs.
This was at a later stop, for pure leg stretching…and a few photos. It was a church parking lot. I’m a tad confused with all the nekkid humanoids on the decorative band on this bell, set in the center of the loop from the drop-off awning to the parking lot. My impression is that it was a darned conservative church, and they don’t usually go in for nekkid imagery. Or perhaps I’m making an unwarranted assumption.
Dramatic skies can confuse modern digital cameras. This is a different direction, perhaps two minutes after the bell shot. Still: pretty pretty.
Speaking of nekkid, Trevor Noah used a wonderful phrase I hadn’t heard before in a clip the Guru showed me, describing folks wearing their masks at, well, rather half staff: nose nudity. You may find me working it into conversations soon….
Sad to leave; had to go
Wednesday, 21 October 2020
We left all this loveliness today…my mother’s bell collection (do not know why bells), a painting by The Guru’s mom, and a painting by the local physician ca. 1960. His grandson is now a town doc…unless he’s retired now, too, like his dad-doc. I can’t keep up.
We zoomed high above this freighter…strange light, moderate waves, kinda windy on the bridge.
Long day…now behind us as we relax in a nameless hotel by another lake. Waiting for winter, ready or not. Truth: we’re readier than we were.
Think closely
Friday, 9 October 2020
When I realized that deer families are single moms with fawns, I also realized that these Mama/Papa/fawn yard ornament groups are marketed to people who know no better. Or don’t care: they’re CUUUUUUte!
This trio is so old, and must have inhabited this or another sheltered environ for so long, that they have accumulated sizable lichen colonies. Poetic?
The color in the treeline in the distance was far more stunning than here; I couldn’t get the program to make them pop (meaning: I don’t know what I’m doing).
Lockview, swampview
Monday, 5 October 2020
Please do not say we were avoiding chores. We say we were getting out of the house and doing a bit of City Shopping. We got take-out lunch from the Lockview, including broiled whitefish for meeee. Mmmmm. We drove to a nearby parking spot where we had a view of the downstream end of the locks. There was no traffic up- or down-bound.
It wasn’t as dark as it looks here, just low late sunlight. And wind. Gusty wind. I walked into a couple of gusts where I had to really work to keep my pace even. Not scary gusts, but: still. [Lady Mallard scared me taking off again. This has been happening for what? Two weeks? She needs to fly south, I keep thinking.]
Matter of fact
Wednesday, 23 September 2020
Guru report: almost 800 miles today. Handy Hero the Handyman Hammerman ushered us onto the interstate.
Much later, at a Ohio rest area, we didn’t rest, but did get in a few steps and used the facilities. And grabbed a few snaps of a fine orange sun, peeking through a relatively complete cloud layer.
Despite today’s many miles, I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s drive!…well, more tomorrow’s destination…teehee
Hindsight
Tuesday, 22 September 2020
We think this cell tower’s…uh-hem…adornments…are new since we cruised this neighborhood last. It had three large construction cranes around it (only one and an edge in photo), and I said, “It’s a crane nest.”
Buh-dump-bump.
I guess you had to be there.
Product placement
Sunday, 20 September 2020
Something went a bit wrong here…the flames are leaving the Ford…oops: missing screw.
This is the logo/type area of the legendary Jeanne Burns…device: Servespoon. It’s like a narrow pancake turner with slots in the blade. One of a kind these days, and perfect for the James lasagne we enjoyed.