Musings

I looked at these roses and thought pretty!, as I enjoyed the ombré color graduation. Then, I looked closer and thought, ick!, as I realized they were past their prime and a bit withered.

That’s kinda like today, which began with light overcast that became heavier all day. Finally, rain began somewhere around 6pm initiating full murkiness.

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Behold, a noble pink camellia.

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There’s a bit of a story here. The goats nibbled the end off this branch, and all the leaves as well. Since then, the honeysuckle recovered enough to replace leaves and even bloom!

Sadly, a cold snap rolled in all day, with temps dropping steadily since sunrise, In fact, the temp’s just below freezing now, and headed down to perhaps 24°F, so a rude surprise for the honeysuckle bush.

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I’m calling this autumn gold. I find it much more approachable than Silver Glow, um?, nope: Cloud Dancer. That’s a shade of white being promoted for 2026, and that’s a purely dopey name.

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Snow granules. Indeed, we found snow in Asheville, not enough to be visible anywhere but odd spots like cracks on our car’s body.

We fitted in one more loved-ones stop in SC, and zoomed home, negotiating one last Atlanta traffic slow-down en route.

So glad we went. Turns out that we managed to find the best weather window that there was, although we didn’t know it at the time.

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Desiccated, brittle, and achromatic can be beautiful.

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Here it is almost Thanksgiving, and our bulbs are “springing” forth.

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We watched two movies, you know the long-form presentations not serial shorties, back to back (pretty much) late this afternoon and into the evening. I think it threw my pacing off and I almost forgot to create a post.

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I stretched my legs in the big park this morning, and Lake Clara Meer was a fine reflector. Note the brown shades that are typical of the leaves of Atlanta’s oak-dominant canopy trees.

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Act One: young man photographing young woman. Aww.

A half-hour later…unexpected Act Two: switcheroo!—young woman photographing young man, with considerably more posing instruction.

And a mystery man at the tripod. BTW, what’s the tripod for in this play? And that second man? Or maybe there’re plans for a movie, too? Questions abound.

Note that although there are many ginkgo leaves on the ground, there are even more on the trees.

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