Pivot points
Saturday, 17 June 2017
Twenty-eight years ago (if my math is correct), I met The Guru.
Then there’s the Amazon/Whole Foods thing. And I can’t keep track of all the changes in the international realm.
Musings
Delicate x 2
Friday, 16 June 2017
Busy, cute bee. Look at the subtle shadow of the wings on the petals.
Before the fennel fronds open, they look like tendrils searching for something to wind around. And this umbel looks like a praying mantis.
Still learning
Thursday, 15 June 2017
Despite the time we spent in Ireland, we didn’t spend much time in pubs. Tonight we watched a documentary on Irish pubs that showcased the ones that mostly were in small towns, hadn’t changed much, and sold a few groceries and maybe hardware, and possibly had a gas pump. Disabled. Anyway, inside the pubs were snugs, a small area separated from the pub area by window walls, where women sat, until around 1960. Also, folks would withdraw to a snug to do business without being overheard—arrange a marriage, bet on horses, that kind of thing.
These are tiny
Wednesday, 14 June 2017
We’re in the summer thunder pattern of late-day pop-up storms, and it is booming outside. ’Shrooms that I think are cousins of these were in their prime three days ago, then gone. This is a new batch, but I think the same kind. Same habitat, anyway. Driveway cracks. Love how see-through the stalks/stems appear.
Two excitements
Tuesday, 13 June 2017
Today’s two excitements are not on the same plane. First, the gardenias have reached full scent. And that is some glorious plant-perfume.
The other excitement is the brand-new iPad, the brand-new model that shipped today. It is fast and commodious (inside, at least that’s what I hear), and has a wider gamut than any of our other screens. At least, I have that on good authority.
The delivery of the new device had its own drama. Brown promised it by 7pm—and it was no-show on that schedule. I was hungry, and debated a bit, then dropped the pasta in the boiling water, figuring that, in the way of these things, would get it to show up. Yup. Right at 7:15.
Dinner and an iPad.
Figuring
Monday, 12 June 2017
So, is backlighting analogous to time going backwards, in the visual realm?
Another figure flipped today, a figure that changes in one direction…as…it’s the b-day of a family member, not of this household…one of our dear June people…. Can I “say” this less awkwardly? Yes, just not tonight. Tippo’ the champagne glass….
Fine day
Saturday, 10 June 2017
A zinnia? And its zinnia buddy? I think there’s a short story in this visual vignette.
My eye was caught by the flag’s backlighting. It’s meh here, but was lovely in real life. Apologies if I’ve posted a version of this before….
Hierarchy of life (-ish)
Thursday, 8 June 2017
Lily bloom with attendant or insect-visitor.
Aesthetic cone flower bloom.
Fungus the size of a serving platter, on a tree root.
You may sort these differently. I went for life-duo (flower and insect), one life (a bloom), and a fading life-form. Give me time to think about and I may say: no hierarchy.
These things are complicated.
Showy in pink
Tuesday, 6 June 2017
We are simple people (?), lately binge-watching the new season of House of Upside-Down Flag and rejoicing that Rachel Maddow is back. [Fill-ins were competent, but no else one is Rachel!] One of us (not me) has also been distracted with the latest Apple news/new products.
“Pink” in the title just refers to the flower.
If it’s not one thing, it’s another
Monday, 5 June 2017
It’s magnolia season! With hydrangeas. And gardenias. And more. Plenty floral out there!
Also, the ’maters that were on the plant when we brought it home are a fine red—and splashed with soil from the rain. And split; hard to think they grew too fast…they’re the size of musketballs…and not much larger than when I planted them.