Hairy times
Tuesday, 26 January 2021

Heavy rain struck in the wee hours, with thunder booms, enough noise to awaken us.
Daytime, no rain. 😘
Prediction overnight: another wave of rain. 🌧
I’m expecting to awaken again…yawn. 🥱
Tuesday, 26 January 2021

Heavy rain struck in the wee hours, with thunder booms, enough noise to awaken us.
Daytime, no rain. 😘
Prediction overnight: another wave of rain. 🌧
I’m expecting to awaken again…yawn. 🥱
Saturday, 23 January 2021

I found today’s sunlight almost summer-ish in its intensity. Here’s a backlit leaf, although it’s hard to tell that’s what it is.
Thursday, 21 January 2021

Drippy kinda day…yet I managed to get out between waves of mistiness and showers. We’re in the floral doldrums, and this droplet bedecked blossom is brilliant amidst the drab brown.
Wednesday, 20 January 2021

I often think of WashDC when I see cherry (are these cherry?) blossoms. Bouquets in WashDC today, but at noon: minus forty-five.
I did not think this line up, yet I admit I’ve been giggling about it since I came across it last evening. Truth.
Sunday, 17 January 2021

This tree is making a go of it in a terrible spot—for it. For the lot owners, it is in a perfect location…far enough from the house to not endanger it, and close enough to buffer it from neighbor-houses and neighbor-people.
The house was built on a flat spot carved deeply into brown-orange clayey subsoil, subsoil that lacks the air and nutrients that the tree needs. And so the tree sends its roots across the ground-surface in search of sustenance and avoiding the useless (to it) claggy clay.
Saturday, 16 January 2021

I found it so bright, right at the moment I looked up at this sycamore with its brilliant white branches, that I was surprised to see clouds.
Sunday, 10 January 2021

Here’s another specimen that blooms earlier than its brethren—a rhododendron! The Interweb reports that (somewhere?) it symbolizes danger. However, I’d say this one’s in danger—of frost and cold weather!
Monday, 4 January 2021

I took a different street today early in my trek, one I’ve been down before, but not lately. I had forgotten about this bed with extremely early croci until the color awakened my eyeballs, pfffft! Wow!
Later, it occurred to me for the first time that picking the saffron crocus is truly backbreaking work, as these flowers are darned close to the ground!
Friday, 1 January 2021

I’d like to say that today honestly felt like the weight engendered by the awful things of last year was subsiding. Just a tad. A wee tad.
Wednesday, 30 December 2020

Surprised to find this pitcher plant in a front garden…although the BotGarden has them and I think distributes them (or did) in various situations. A change from pansies and camellias typical of Dec/Jan.
Keep the darned B.1.1.7 contagious variant of Covid-19 away from meeeeee. And youuuuuuu.