Musings

You would not be the least bit surprised, I bet, to learn that the street that goes along under this railroad track is called Arches Street. Poetic or pragmatic?

Abandoned building—not a fine place to sleep any longer. Does this mean that in each room there was space for a bed, dresser, and a few hangers—and that’s it? Or does it mostly mean no cooking facilities? I’m mystified.

Note: not Colombia. I find it interesting that the facade was expanded in 1969 to include a street door to the far right. We zipped by and I couldn’t tell if this bank is still open; however, a bit of searching, and yes!

After all day on state highways and a few US routes, we finally popped onto the interstate maze, and followed this for a few minutes as we approached the northern metro area. Time for you to generate your own caption.

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No photo of the thermal-riding vultures, circling, circling (catchy title, however—heh). Instead: frost in the field.

Almost always a lane closed on the Big Bridge. Yay for infrastructure maintenance.

Rabbit wondering at roadside.

Sugar in towers. [Do you think of Ohio as a sugar producer? Nope? You aren’t alone, I’m certain. (Beets not cane (duh).)]

I hope you’ve enjoyed this exercise in prepositions. Overkill, in all likelihood….

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Valley view. Alternatively: split-rail fence view.

Barn view.

Root view. Note high water draining away after that storm that ended two days ago here.

Long view. And smokey-like. And bluish.

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The Île de la Cité will never be the same. The gargoyles are still coughing (I’m pretty sure).

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I left earlier than usual, having heard the meteorologists say: rain later! I set off on a typical wander, looking for photo potential. Mmmm, maple “helicopters.” Perhaps for red maples? haha

Mmmm, a lion detail on a planter…. Hmmm? where’s the traffic?

Oh. Foot race. Hence, streets closed off, so, hmmm, an especially traffic free neighborhood, even for a Sunday!

Tranquil until the thunderstorm! Which now has passed. Whew. All is well. Wet, yes, but well.

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It’s all about juxtaposition.

It’s all about shadows and shadow-makers. And orange cones? Wha?

It’s all about bathroom interior decoration…light fixture/ceiling…dare I say?…juxtaposition.

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I liked the shadows, and the shapes of the leaves/vegetation that made them, juxtaposed with the warm browns of the wall stone.

For those craving flowers, here’s a deciduous magnolia…

…and forsythia—outdoor forsythia, somehow mixed with a holly. Seem to be strange phyto-bedfellows to me.

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Japanese magnolia bud. They were open on another tree, but this one was all bud.

Golden crocus. Croci.

Silver fireplug with two columnar friends. Buds?

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Finials are not newels, but may be atop newels.

Round finial.

Knurled finial.

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Coming into Atlanta from the west, the interstate passes by a major amusement park just before it descends to cross the Chattahoochee River.

At night, the view of the city is…twinkly.

With this post, I report the end of the Rainbow Triangle Trip. Accomplished all goals, foremost among them seeing loved ones. Fun trip; and, simultaneously happy to be home.

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