Saturday, 2 November 2019
Sidney Lanier is today best known for his poetry, although he also played the flute and composed music, worked in law offices, fought for the Confederacy, and taught English literature. Although he died in 1881, this bust wasn’t installed until 1914. Rah.
Liking this mobeeeeele, although the pivot area seems rather clumsy. I was too lazy to walk over and see its title…. Swamp ruler, perhaps?, although this spot looks swampier than it is…(mostly).
Friday, 1 November 2019
Short term, it’s not a good sign to have this crew digging a deep hole in your neighborhood. Watershed management; I take that as a synonym for several things including sewage. I saw two guys in uniforms door-knocking and peering in the window at a night club across the street. Not likely for there to be anyone there at 1:50 in the afternoon, when the door doesn’t open until something like 7:30pm. A little, teeny-tiny story…. Turns out that whatever the interruption was, it didn’t extend the several blocks to our house. Whew.
Another bit of autumn: ornamental grass in seed.
Thursday, 31 October 2019
Hallowed ground: leaves downed by wind/precip. I see sweet gum and tulip poplar donations.
Hallowed flora: mushrooms burgeoning with autumn moisture. Mushrooms always seemed to me to be plants and not-plants, as in not-green plants, and therefore suspect. Bimodal categories are so inflexible.
Tuesday, 29 October 2019
“Leaves of three, let it be.” But, no, not that species this time. Say: kooood-zoooo.
Entrance to the underworld? [Caves, etc., being a portal to the underworld is relatively common in mythologies around the world. BTW.]
Saturday, 26 October 2019
Leaf duo occupying park bench…I guess because people find it too damp?
Quick! [Toe instruction.]
Friday, 25 October 2019
Leaves are autumn-ing. Or green.
Seasonal ornament of the skeleton-ghost variety.
Thursday, 24 October 2019
Decoration exuberance abounds in our neighborhood.
Meanwhile…the water was flowing (aka falling water).
And the sand-churners were practicing.
All photos with the widest lens (aka “ultra wide”); only the first did I alter the aspect ratio.
Tuesday, 22 October 2019
I was on my perambulation late this morning, and plodding my way up a hill when I saw this ditcher-machine in the ready position in a trailer.
I passed two more construction vehicles and then spotted this mess across the street. Out of the frame behind shrubberies above the tubing and waterfall were three guys busy with shovels. I’m guessing they wished the yard were flatter and they could use the ditcher. Red clay mud is no fun.
Later, I came across this birdbath. Are those stylized cardinals? I don’t think of the cardinal as a birdbath species, but I’ve never had a birdbath to watch to study/learn attendees.
Saturday, 19 October 2019
Free library in a churchyard. Did not check the titles….
Mild experimentation with wide-angle capabilities.
Wednesday, 16 October 2019
Yesterday our neighborhood Kroger re-opened. Or, at least, there was a Kroger here, but there’s a totally new building now, complete with two parking garages (one underground), and a high-rise apartment building. Far right is an old building on a different property. We made our first visit this morning. We passed on the Halloween swag, tasted a few of the offerings scattered throughout the store, and talked to several kindly and helpful employees. Two of three referred to a map to tell us where things were—Bob’s Red Mill dried-bean soup mix (one only, but not the one we like); organic fresh Italian sausage (none).
They are trying for a new identifier. Locally this used to be called the Murder Kroger (after a parking lot event, if I have it right), or Wino Kroger by the Guru. One edge of the store is the Beltline, so: Beltline Kroger.
Here’s the view from the Beltline. Note the blue bow on the column, left.
While most bins, shelves, and cases were nicely filled, with all items tidily aligned, this prepared-food section was empty. Someone decided that empty containers with post-its was better than totally empty. If the handwriting had been clearer, I could have browsed the offerings-to-be.
The checkout lady—we did serve yourself—was very helpful with corrections…five packages of 12-oz Starbucks coffee were supposed to be $5.99 each, but they rang up at the regular price ($7.99), not even the sale price (apiece)—$6.49. Plus, we were gifted some onions that weren’t in the menu at all.
We came out with assorted fresh veggies (salad stuff mostly), some uncured pancetta, and a few other grocs (e.g., coffee!!), plus their idea of a “Hawaiian” poké salad (fine, not exceptional; made for a more interesting lunch than we were going to have). We’ll go back….