Musings

“Progress”

Back on the eighth, I spotted a machine munching this building. I think this is the same machine loading the crunched up pieces for removal.

Since the worker’s truck listed “asbestos removal” among their specialties, I opted to not hang around. Did not want to get a respiratory complication in these COVID times.

Nice flower. Don’t know name.

Thinking flowers

We’ve gotten to clematis season. This one has a shy petal.

Watched the very end of the Masters, not quite a shoo-in, so a level of excitement. Water-hazards! Sand traps! TENSION!

Always, when I look at the Masters, I wonder if they’ve had to put bags of ice under the azaleas to keep them from flowering too soon. [Except last fall…but, usually.] Maybe this year the timing worked out right and the groundskeepers didn’t have to retard the blooming process.

So glad it’s Friday

I tried to do some computational photography magic (messiness?) with this and…Could…Not. Still don’t know why, other than the broad category of operator error.

How could I mess up these beauties, however?

Why should I be glad it’s Friday? After all, I just bumble in Covid-avoidance through each day, pretty much the same as yesterday and tomorrow. Still, Friday has magical connotations, and even did when I had to work weekends.

Fake forevers

The cylinder wrap reads “Forever lawn,” that is: plastic, more plastic, green plastic that you’ll never have to mow and will shed water and emit who-knows-what as the sun beats down on it. In other words: not green green.

Natural big bumbling bee. With pollen.

Dramatic flowers, kinda like straw flowers, but larger and not straw flowers.

I’ve been watching this abandoned old building for months; it used to have artist studio spaces. Then it was empty. And empty. Until today, when it got crunched. I expect the condo for-sale sign will reappear.

Big and ligneous vs delicate and supple

For months, I’ve been loving the pattern of these mossy roots…now festooned with oak-detritus.

These bluebells are from a different block.

Topped house

I gotta get this post up because my Guru is recommending we watch “Debris.” I heard this long after I picked this photo for your viewing pleasure today.

In one day, these petals went from droopy to horizontal. Don’t know what this is called, but it’s a healthy volunteering species.

Now and ahead

Enjoying the last cool days I expect we’ll have until next autumn…sooooo nice, sooooo un-sweaty.

One of my favorites…I think of this as a wild azalea, although I’m not sure this isn’t a cultivar. Still, it has the delicate, almost lacey quality that I find captivating. None in my garden, however; perhaps it’s time to change this?

Process

I’m told it was power guys who said it was okay for the Guru to turn on the electric again yesterday. I was a bit garbled. The two houses behind the truck both did not have power last night, hence workers returned to string more wire. Or whatever it took.

Photo from this morning. However, they’re busy aloft again right now. Difficult fix?

Here’s a smoketree (Cotinus spp.) with the smoky part just emerging. I’ve never noted this stage before. I saw the shadow of the flower-spike, (on leaf, right), and then looked inside the leaf-nest.

Plowing through spring

Maple detritus. Never noticed these pink ones before, or don’t remember doing so. Pink?

Oak detritus (pretty sure), plus pollen and petals. The oak bloom-twigs are new in this year’s detritus cycle.

Bonus: dogwoods, foreground, showing their understory form. And overstory oaks in the background.

Magnificent

The dogwoods are full out—today!

And I found some fluffy landscape-variety wisteria…larger and flashier than the ones we saw in the woods on Saturday, but same pale lilac charm.