Thursday, 26 November 2020
I was so happy to see parties outdoors, masked, and distanced. We were so distant it was just the two of us. Turkey, cranberries, gravy, salad, pecan pie (from bakery). Made us happy and thankful for a good harvest.
Saturday, 21 November 2020
I try to empty my brain and just be in the moment (easier said/typed than done) when I’m out for a neighborhood walk. It’s rejuvenating.
Then some brilliant red leaf-light or similar penetrates my perception brain and I surface to take in something other than my personal ohhhhmmmmmm…and today, in that surfacing, I found two dazzling, back-lit leaves.
Tuesday, 17 November 2020
Loaded cone flower, weighted with double bees.
Delicate and fine-scented ginger: mmmmm.
Monday, 16 November 2020
That title might mean any of many things. What I thought about today was that at some point this season, I’ll be switching from preferring to walk in the shade (pant pant), to being happy to walk in the sun (oh so cool).
Never noticed a hibiscus bloom that looked quite like that.
Friday, 13 November 2020
Zeta brought the tree down. Eta brought the leaves down.
Zeta was recently; Eta was yesterday and the day before.
However, there are still many green and greenish leaves on the trees, although I heard the weather gal say this morning that we’re at peak color. Perhaps Greek peak.
Wednesday, 11 November 2020
How to trace modern fads in landscape plants? Acer palmatum entered my consciousness long after childhood. I don’t know if I missed it and it was all around me, or if it’s become more common in the last three decades or so. Tremendous variation in leaf shapes, seems to me. I prefer the lacier ones, like this. Now, ivy, as in the background—that I remember from way back, especially adorning buildings.
Tuesday, 10 November 2020
There are a variety of ways to measure time using plants. Sometimes the plants are at odds. This tree is leaves-on.
And this is under a leaves-dropping tree.
Clearly, time is marked by leaf-dropping/holding behavior. In this wee scenario.
Sunday, 8 November 2020
Yesterday afternoon was sunshine and horn-tooting drivers on all the main streets in this neighborhood, and I assume beyond. Today was a bit overcast and I didn’t hear a single honk. Sunday respect?
I posted a photo perhaps six weeks back with a red Virginia creeper on a tree trunk, so I’m repeating a theme, but, geeze, doesn’t this look foine?!
Saturday, 7 November 2020
It’s well into November, folks, but it ain’t over.
Georgia voters: elect Ossoff and Warnock the first week of January in the run-offs, and turn the Senate Democratic to help Joe and Kamala enact legislation and policy For The American People.
