Musings

Sunny rising

Buds rock. I could stare at this far longer than any Dutch Renaissance painting.

Natural progression

Apple rain

A week or so ago, the orchard smelled like apple juice. Now it smells like hard cider, although hours of rain and lower temps blunted the scent today.

Scattered chipmunks

I stepped outside this evening to try to figure out odd vehicle noises out on the road, and by my feet heard stampeding chipmunks…two, running like I broke up a party.

Meanwhile, here’s a tiny cucumber. The species is native to Asia, and now very widely planted and consumed.

An autumn bloom

It was windy all last evening, then the rain came in at something like 2am, still with the wind. I did not sleep well, but I did sleep. Sometime late morning the rain quit, and the sun even came out once or twice. We sure did need the rain, and I guess the wind assured that the rain got everywhere, including under the trees and on the were-wilty lilacs. Now it’s quiet again, but it wasn’t much of a work-day or a fun-day.

By the way, this is deer-trimmed mint…in bloom.

Minty fresh

I have a new service provider. I’m trying out Mint. Goodbye ATT. So far, I can see that through the day, under what seem to me to be the same conditions hanging around the house, my Minty-fresh phone uses 10% more battery doing…hey, you there? pings to its parental-wellspring.

Delayed post

Hosta bloom

Sorry. Just not paying attention…or tired…somewhere in there. I picked a picture on time, then never found words to accompany it. [And forgot.] Here you are, from the next morning….

Addition problem

Magnolia

6:40 am. 72°. “Good” air quality.

Add together.

Result: go for a walk.

Selective emphasis

Sometimes a flower and a shaft of sunlight approach perfection. Ignore the heat and humidity.

I don’t know botany

With delicate, dissected leaves (that do not look like most leaves), the fennel also has wispy flowers. Perhaps counterintuitively, they don’t make seeds but fruits that to me look like seeds.

Travel vegetation mystery

Leaves of maple

Found this tree at a rest area in the Northern Lower, and I was mystified then and still am. It’s a maple-y leaf, yet…strange. Very brick-red, which seems not-the-right-color to me.