Tuesday, 11 February 2020
This week’s version of the rainy season is more rainy than season.
I was back home re-hydrating when I saw a glow outside that soon became full blown sunshine. It didn’t last, but I missed my chance at high-quality vitamin D today.
I was lucky that I found flowers, however. Yay!
Friday, 7 February 2020
I found these lovelies in a neighbor’s yard. One of ours is finally blooming (it’s in a shadowier location, so slower to flower), but the recent rain has plastered it to the ground, totally supine. I don’t know how these resist lodging.
Wednesday, 5 February 2020
Free range.
Captive audience.
Title is from the Prime’s interface. Vroom.
Thursday, 30 January 2020
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.
Sunday, 26 January 2020
From yesterday…beech leaves, still hanging on…
And turkey tail mushrooms, showing apparent growth rings…
Saturday, 18 January 2020
Was this bloom turned down to avoid catching the rain-to-come? Was it sentient? 🤣😀😝
Friday, 17 January 2020
What a gorgeous dawn! Hate the neighbors’ McMansion dominates our early-day viewshed.
Hellebore buds. I understand that hellebore/lenten rose breeders have even developed dark shades.
I think of this as fringetree—wrong. It’s in the witch-hazel family, and is called Loropetalum. I certainly don’t scrutinize specimens closely enough to gauge botanical taxonomy.
Thursday, 16 January 2020
I’m skipping mention of the Big Doin’s going on in WashDC, and instead focusing on…small. And local.
These two blooms are from intertwined bushes. Do you see the different shades of pink? I wondered if the camera/iPhone would capture them. Conclusion: pink subtleties—capturable.
For thoughts on the Big Doin’s, visit The Guru’s comments in his resuscitated blog here.
Tuesday, 14 January 2020
I saw the green coming on the weather map, but I believed the meteorologist who said the rain would arrive around 11am (or maybe that’s not what he said). So, I scooted out around 10am thinking I could get a good stretch of hoofing before turning around and getting back under the roof before….
I noticed within the space of about forty paces that the sky ahead of me turned dark. Noticeably, not just kinda darkened. Oops. I didn’t get pelted, but I got wet by the time I returned. (I survived; I didn’t melt.)
The bees were smarter than I; they abandoned the rosemary and sought cover elsewhere (where?). The other day in the sunshine the bush buzzed there were so many bees busy there….
Saturday, 11 January 2020
The first outing doesn’t count, blogwise. Errands.
The second outing: a walk. I dodged raindrops for most of it (truncated), but the precip caught me about 10 min before I got to the front door. A bit damp…
…but nothing like the rain that accompanied the front that came through just as we were leaving for our dinner reservation, moving at 60mph. Whew. So, we got seated, ordered a bottle of prosecco, and immersed ourselves in chatting and laughing. Great fun.
* Credit to JPB for the riff on Dry January.