Musings

One of my PT assignments this week is to walk, not terribly far, but many short excursions. I did little walks inside the house, and the Guru and I also walked around the block…and a bit more…on a lovely, sunny, autumn afternoon.

The Guru says I always/often find the insects on the flowers. I think this time of the year they are busy and liable to stay on the flowers because their time is short. Can’t really say “making hay,” but along those lines.

I struggle with headlines…there’s a core of a good idea to this one, but, truly, it comes off not-quite-right.

Posted at 6:41 PM | Comments Off on Fine-grained eye-poppers

I read that these flowers voted today. I’m pretty sure that was spread by Russian bots.

Are Russian bots related to bot-flies? Bot-flies are darned icky critters.

Posted at 5:33 PM | Comments Off on Posing posies

I’m thinking this flower/weed is butterweed/cressleaf groundsel, or a closely related species.

We got out for a short loop, the Guru, me, crutches and The Boot. We decided not to push it and so didn’t go terribly far (no record setting today!), and somehow the Fitbit even deigned to give me a massive nine active minutes.

The bonus on our walk was that when I spotted this bumbler s/he was on a lower flower, and then flew up to this cluster, where I could actually reach down to photograph her/him.

And not drop a crutch.

Posted at 7:34 PM | Comments Off on Busy, big bumbler

Yesterday we thought we’d do another excursion, maybe I’d get another 1K-step day. But, no. Autumn moisture descended. We are happy with the cool, yet wished for clear-overcast, or even partly cloudy conditions.

* This meaning of pine derives from a word meaning pain. [Tweak imaginary mustache, and murmur “interesting.”]

Posted at 8:41 PM | Comments Off on Pining*

We had our own little seasonal moment last night when the JCB dug in the blanket chest and, tada!, we had our first night under the feather duvet. Back in the MiddleAges (exaggeration) when I was a kid, we had quilts and nary a duvet.

Posted at 6:18 PM | Comments Off on Neither alinea nor pilcrow

Almost all morning, we had overcast, then the sun broke out for the afternoon. Many leaves still on the trees (for this late in October), and I quite enjoyed this double white birch, sporting mixed golden and green leaves.

In the grass underneath I found a white, unripe puffball, and right in the path this ripe one leaking spores—that black smudge toward the upper right.

One time when I was a kid, my dad harvested a perfect-for-eating puffball from up by the garage, probably an ancestor of one I saw today. It was about the size of a volleyball, and Mom sliced it about ½in thick, and one slice filled an iron skillet. As I recall, it tasted mushroomy, just basic fungi-flavor.

Posted at 7:43 PM | Comments Off on Seasonable

We made an early rush-hour airport run this afternoon to fetch a leedle piece of Vermont, come to visit MEEEE, direct from Boston (direct connections, ya know). Such a treat!

Posted at 9:03 PM | 1 Comment »

I received gentle correction today from GeniusC on my crutch-walking. My new mode is with my upper body upright, as if I were walking normally, eyes up, all that. I have to shorten my steps to get the form right. I also extend my healing foot forward with a near-straight knee, mimicking normal walking.

I received more gentle assistance…this is a fine Guru photo…the current wee wave of azalea blooms.

Posted at 9:52 PM | Comments Off on Goodbye, Hunch-ey

Turns out that balancing on the Boot and two crutches on a slope and bending over makes it rather difficult to focus my iPhone camera app.

Posted at 6:45 PM | Comments Off on Ginger, gingerly

We went out for a wander around in-town neighborhoods…despite the drippy drizzle we’re still experiencing from the TS Nate system. Down a dead-end road we found a wee park with autumn color…goldenrod, red berries of some kind (not the noshing kind), and purple flowers (asters?).

I spotted this dragon from afar…let’s go over there, I said to the Guru-driver. And next to the dragon, blue shapes…which I studied until they became shark-parts. And off to the left, um?, a stylized pirate ship, sinking to join the partial sharks?

I’m a-learning the current creature-associations with the October-end holiday…used to be ghostly and potentially dangerous human-spirits somehow linked to the harvest-time, now it’s pirate ships and colorful sea-dragons? And huge black spiders…not pictured. AKA cultural evolution….

Posted at 9:18 PM | Comments Off on Colorful and confusing