Thursday, 23 February 2023
Here’s a flower with a common name that corresponds to the scientific name—the genus. It’s alyssum. This eliminates one of the problems of common names…that they aren’t as “exact” as scientific names.
Except…
…in this case, the flower has been reclassified by the taxonomists, and it’s no longer in the Alyssum genus. It’s now Lobularia maritima. Yay science.
Sunday, 19 February 2023
Sometimes, sometimes, vegetables are art.
BTW, these are eggplants.
Saturday, 18 February 2023
Sometimes, an onion is just an onion. Even if it’s purple. And even if purple is considered red.
Friday, 17 February 2023
I’m characterizing today as an urban blur. It wasn’t really, of course; it was just a misleading perception. So, instead, I’ll focus on this crepe myrtle bark…so many layers of beige and brown and reddish-brown…like a landscape of multiple ranges of misty mountains…or a tasty, seared slab of salmon filet. [The latter was part of our Friday-night menu. Yummy.]
Wednesday, 15 February 2023
On my two-mile afternoon roam, I caught a bit of sprinkles, but it didn’t last, thankfully…and I forged on…the stoic (and transplanted) Midwesterner.
’Tis the rainy season, after all.
I do enjoy these blooms, very seasonal…called snowflakes. Without the cold, haha.
Monday, 13 February 2023
Now that’s an entrancing line-up.
Wikipee says many of the varied Narcissus flowers/bulbs are native to the Iberian peninsula. I had no idea; my ignorance is vast.
Friday, 3 February 2023
I walked in the sunshine today, so very lucky. Felt good. There was a bit of a breeze, enough that leafless stick-branches waved. I’ve been futzing around inside too much lately, including spending too much time reading about ancient transitional times, mostly in the Levant.
Friday, 27 January 2023
Well, now, that looks like spring. Early spring. And it is. Plus, sunset was after 6pm.
Tuesday, 24 January 2023
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.
Monday, 23 January 2023
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.)