Musings

I was checking the neighborhood, having abandoned all hope of Vitamin D, at least in any quantity, looking for news of the weekend. Found this pile, perhaps the result of homeowner activity…or hired help. Hmm, I thought, recalling all the features of this edge of his lot, bordered by an alley.

I circled to the sidewalk side and, yup, indeed there was the silver fireplug I remembered, rather disguised, although not covered, by the vegetation pile.

On the other hand, that building to the right, behind the blue and green garbage “cans,” is a firehouse, so help is VERY CLOSE, should it be needed, and probably well aware of that hydrant.

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I keep photographing this sculpture; I’m compelled to try to get a good shot before the wind moves it to a less pleasing angle.

Infrastructure: POWer. The wind doesn’t move it…well, very much at all.

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Abandoned ceremonial marker.

Teensy root ball for such a tall tree.

I think that iridescent film on this spring pool is natural. Think.

Okay, outta the woods. I rather like this portion of the dogwood statue juxtaposed against the midtown skyline. And the reflections, of course.

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I feel compelled to look up when I visit this sculpture. Sorry to say, I’ve never looked for the artist’s name and the name of the piece.

I just checked GooMaps, and it’s not there. Aha, cleverness…new angle of attack. Success! The BeltLine website indicates it’s Tim Frank’s “Angier Spring Monumental Work,” commissioned for this location and installed in 2017.

No Canada geese are nesting this year at this floodwater catchment pond. The turtles are flourishing, however (on sloping rock, and elsewhere in the sun and out of the water).

A couple had brought bread and were throwing chunks at a pair of mallards. I’m guessing the turtles will eat later, after they are thoroughly warmed. I did see bread bits floating elsewhere in the water, with schools of minnows chowing down in radial formation around each piece.

Arrrgh. Lousy exposure. Next time. Nice to have deep shade; temp today reached 76°F.

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Welcome to February, the red-heart-and-flowers month. Somehow January zoooooomed by while I was in a fog.

Mirai is Japanese for future. Toyota has a model called Mirai. Do not confuse Mirai and Marais. The latter is French for swamp. End of language lesson.

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I can’t describe how sad I feel that publicly visible corruption is endemic in our national government. I was staggered that two of our Supreme Court Justices were willing to go on live television and lie under oath…nope. I’m stopping here….

I leave you with…? drooping gold sheep? under a tree of life? I don’t know what I’m looking at. [Mall window display, little-used side hallway.]

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Serious crane-truck to lift that protective steel plate…I did wonder what equipment they use for that. [I like the reflection of the safety vest in the mailbox.]

Are squirrel-discarded pecan shell fragments also a form of infrastructure?

Flower update. Yup, the early bulbs are hitting their stride.

Sorry if you were mislead by the title and were looking forward to reading insightful comments about the 💩 flinging going on in DC.

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Lotsa columns.

Half-columns.

No columns at all.

Water feature.

Humorous addition: Dolly and RGB prayer candles.

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I’ve been a bit antsy for several days to get out of town, that is: OTP—outside the perimeter. No rain today, so we scooted. And headed to Russell Cave, owned by these United States, up in far northeast Alabama. This is the view from the cave, used by way-back peoples. Today it was a bit damp, and the creek below had water, but was not in flood.

We took what I thought was a short nature trail; I had it wrong. We went up and up, switchback after switchback. I kept thinking, “I’m glad it’s not wetter; this moss must get slippery!”

With the leaves off, we had some views of Doran’s Cove, the valley below.

And, as we left the cove, we saw a flock of wild turkeys. They were jumpy and headed for the woods when we stopped…only a few stragglers left. Pretty birds, these gals.

Physiographically, this area is Ridge-and-Valley. Here we are heading up the west flank of Lookout Mountain, working our way back toward the ATL. Sun’s out!

The Guru mentioned how great the light angle was, so we headed over to that big mound site just outside Cartersville on the bank of the Etowah (clue there!). The Guru was right; the light was fantastic, and there was some wind, but Droney got the shots. And video (not posted). That line of trees between the plowed field and the grass around the mounds is in a massive ditch—defensive, plus where the fill to build the mounds came from, no?

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I don’t usually shoot through tree branches like this at a longer view. It matched the overcast feel, I thought.

Stopped by for another quick look at the gold Ford. Ex-cop car, it seems.

Not sure why I liked this partly in-the-building truck. The juxtaposition of the orange cone, perhaps?

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