Musings

Playing with portrait mode again, this time without the spotlight. I really like the yellow-green borders of new growth, although I usually dislike that color.

Found a vegetable garden in someone’s front yard, if you can call two squash plants (already blooming!), one pepper plant (with half-grown pepper), and two tomato plants a garden. It’ll soon keep a few elves in veg for a long weekend, and they won’t get tromped during Geezer Hour™ at the local groc store.

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I’ve been looking for one of these this spring. I call them flower balls (in my mind). I suppose they are an ornamental allium?

NOT a murder hornet enshrined.

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Backing up bee. You can’t tell, but I was there and the insect was in, then out, and this photo is from the exit.

No bees here. Don’t recognize this color pattern, but the flower shape and grouping do look familiar. Will ponder further.

This one has marigold “written” all over it. Even though the center is greenish, and the rest is yellow, not gold. This yellow is the always-color for the marigolds of my childhood.

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This is the same magnolia flower as in yesterday’s post. Just 24 hours later. Not kidding.

I’m guessing this Georgia Peach™ won’t get ripe…catch the next Farm Report on this tree, mmm, perhaps next week?

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Last month, I took a different tack with my exercise protocol. I decided that after an exercise pulse (into heart rate—HR—zone 5) my HR doesn’t drop fast/low enough. I think that’s a valid call. Of course, I have no idea how the specialists would recommend I achieve a better drop speed.

So, I developed a plan. I decided to spend a few days at a target rate of 110 beats per minute (very difficult to move that slowly), then 115 bpm (easier), and then 120 bpm. Now I’m more like 125 bpm. After two weeks, when I was in the 115/120 range (and utterly bored), I re-instituted my version of HIIT (high-intensity interval training) for maybe two days/week…jog or whatever until the HR goes into zone 5, keep going with nasal breathing until I can’t continue (pant pant), then slow down, let HR go back to 120, and mosey at that rate for a while, then begin the HIIT regime again.

I’ll probably continue with this pattern, see if the HR drop situation improves. I could need several more months to achieve that.

Hypothesis: May is magnolia month.

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I was thinking centered as in the California hippie-dippie meaning.

Because these pictures aren’t…centered.

First: white clover. Second: clearly a rose, and I think a Cherokee rose. Third: lily.

Clematis, clematis, clematis. Got it.

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For an unknown reason, I decided to take an exercise selfie with my handkerchief mask. I am NOT adept at selfie-taking. I tried several backgrounds and camera angles.

I found a nice dark tree, then I realized I was hearing an angry or upset bird overhead. I looked around. Upset. I moved on…looks like landscaping straw is the principal nest ingredient.

Several ways to read this…all positive.

I am astounded by this peach. Not much size (like a golf ball plus), but look, it’s blushing.

Built environment still life with plants.

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I’m not the first to note this, but: these covid days can blur together #hometogether.

We watched a movie tonight as a palate cleanser: “Hopscotch” (1980) with Walter Matthau and Glenda Jackson, plus a young (as the phrase goes) Sam Waterston…and more. Plenty of laughs.

* Blurred together plants: big hosta leaves, small purple something-blooms, periwinkle leaves, tiny bit of some vine-weed…so four species here, I think.

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I’ve been seeing tiny blooming weeds lately. Blue/white…something.

Yellow…something.

Noticed these fungi on this heartwood, and thought, “un-oh.”

Looked up, and, yup, it’s a dying tree. Sadly.

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I traipsed around different streets again, still on foot from the house. This sidewalk tunnel is within five houses each way of at least two properties that would be put on the market at over a million bucks. Why this sidewalk is ignored is a mystery to me.

Not far away, inside a mini-dead-end-loop, I found this teensy almost-park. With resident lichens that are five-star quality.

On the return leg, I found this over-vegetated fence, with a poisonous denizen…nasty amounts of PI with ordinary, non-toxic, vines.

BTW, fifteen feet is the social distancing gap recommended if a person is exercising or breathing hard—because those exhale-droplets are projected a far piece under those circumstances. FYI.

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