Musings

Vernal benchmark

Well, now, that looks like spring. Early spring. And it is. Plus, sunset was after 6pm.

Love a parens pair

Meet nandina, an Asian species that looks pretty here this time of the year, with the red tinge in the leaves. I learned about nandina when I worked at a plant nursery in Oregon, as it didn’t grow in the upper Midwest. Don’t eat the (toxic) red berries (not pictured), though.

Incubation

Quite a while back, early in the Covid lockdown, I hypothesized that certain vehicles had not been moved for a very long time, based on the sediment deposits beneath them and other clues. [Those were the early days of working-from-home and grocery deliveries and other activities that allowed people to stay home and still survive.]

This car, however, seems like it has been not-moved for far longer than just since Covid. What a fine microenvironment for mildew and mold! (Ick.)

Follow the Fagus

Here’s today’s tree identification tip. This time of the year, if you see a tree with dry, beige leaves like this, it’s a beech (Fagus spp.). In spring, the new buds will push off the old leaves, meaning they stay on through the winter. Like this.

Time shift

The moon’s been bright on recent clear nights, but I’ve been sleep-stumbling too much to try for a photo. Here’s a flower from last year’s lovely 15 Jan.

Look again

Wood grain, as a concept, sounds simple. However, if you have different kinds of wood and different treatments thereof, you realize it’s visually complicated. Functionally, too; but it’s a different thing to assess that. Here, the shadows from Venetian blinds complicate the wood grain visuals. Plus some random scratches.

Floral variants

I went out to take a couple of holly pictures, thinking I could make a clever comment using them (I dream), and found this sprig of point-less leaves. Well, thorn-less. Renegades.

I figure it took me off the hook for coming up with a witty comment.

Hey, bud

One lovely thing about being in Atlanta in December (and January and February)*—camellias in bloom.

* Says the gal who grew up in the Great Lake State.

Surprise

Perhaps I shouldn’t use that title the weekend before an election run-off…to clarify, the surprise is that this tree (at the less-than-six-feet-tall stage at present) is in our back yard (aka garden in Brit Engl). I did not know we hosted a beech there. Yay; so classy! [The winter foliage of beeches is so distinctive. This species, Fagus grandifolia, is the only Fagus species in North America—pretty sure.]

Oops

I had nothing to say.

Maybe not nothing, but nothing “of general interest*.”

Hence, I selected a photo, but never posted (on time).

*At least, that’s the phrase as I remember it from “Cheaper by the Dozen”—the book, the original.