Sunday, 27 November 2016
Went out for a short wander in the mixed overcast—not smelling smoke today (have I gotten accustomed to it?). Took the fish-eye gadget. Nothing original here, but you sometimes have to try things yourself.
I call this Rose’s World. Exposure is wonky, but the composition has promise.
Tuesday, 15 November 2016
The last of the summer’s flowers are doing the fade as the leaves fall. Here’s a lovely memory of the lushness that’s gone. And, yes, the color hasn’t been boosted. [I have a version on my iPhone’s lock-screen.]
My dictionary says that hark comes from a hunting term referring to hounds retracing their steps to find a scent they’ve lost. Appropriate with a flower picture.
Monday, 7 November 2016
Today, I present a showy, pretty-pink gerber daisy…
…and a laid-back neutral grass seed-head display.
Hmmm. Is this a metaphor for my day? Bright floral moments interspersed with beige seedy times? Too literal? Too contemplative?
Sunday, 30 October 2016
In the real world, I saw a convertible with the top down parked beneath this walnut tree. I wonder if it indicates a major lack of knowledge of trees in autumn. Heck, even a super-urban type should have anticipated a seat decorated with leaves.
From the domain of pseudo-natural history, I present a giant green cobweb. Rather pretty in this light, but do not await the glowing spider that may appear during moon-time.
Friday, 28 October 2016
I found these layers of shelf fungus on several sides of this stump. The breakdown organisms are busy turning the wood into soil.
For our special Friday-night dinner, we discovered wild-caught Georgia shrimp on sale. Did a simple sauté—yum. Did not include the shelf fungus in the dish….
Thursday, 27 October 2016
I have no touch bar*; I offer flowers instead. Lantana.
Zinnia.
* The new round of high-end Apple laptops debuted today, and have a touch bar instead of a row of function keys. It changes depending on what you’re doing and is taptic. Sounds like a step forward to me. I also wonder if the company is meaning that fancy laptops will be the most powerful machines they offer—not desktops….
Tuesday, 25 October 2016
Forgot to mention that two mornings ago I heard that our overnight low was the coldest it had been since 10 April. Wow! That’s a long span of (roughly) summer!
This redbud leaf shows that the decay season is arriving. The lantana above is better able to hold its own….
Monday, 24 October 2016
I know I’ve already showed these this fall, but these flowers are lovely to look at and wonderful to sniff. Floral, rich, lush—that kind of scent-iment.
Autumn is also the season of ginkgo output. The leaves are…tame, but the fruits are nasty-scented—the better to attract a critter to take them away from the foot of the mom-tree. However, ginkgo reproductive success is not my responsibility.
Soon, F will return and vacuum up more of these odor-bombs; he’s a saint for doing this chore, which the lovely D cannot do as she is allergic to the ginkgo sap. And to think that some Asian folk make jellies and the like from the fruits. Such are the complexities of plant chemistry.
Friday, 21 October 2016
Still grooving on the white ginger flower-clusters.
Asymmetry isn’t always apparent…as with these lights. Mostly we don’t look up and notice such details.
Okay, not a total report….
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Meet autumnal oregano.
And the white (not edible) ginger is in bloom.
And Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman)…superb B&W art chosen by The New Yorker for its cover.