Musings

I still don’t know what this sapsucker was up to with the wing held sideways. S/he eventually stuck the beak under the wing in a normal manner when preening, then flew off, but s/he held the wing-out position for maybe two minutes without paying attention to it. Not hurt; a yoga stretch, perhaps?

I called these harebells the other day, but I think they’re garden bluebells gone wild.

First photo: not a woodpecker; second photo: not a harebell. I’m living and learning. 🤨

Both photos qualify as snapshots and no more. The first was through the screen/window, and the second just would not expose better.

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Green as in: well before harvest time. Green apples.

Green grapes.

Okay. And a fine view of the blue sky, white pouf-clouds, and the grey-turquoise lake. With red chairs.

We are lucky living in this colorful place.

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Mighty tasty black raspberries.

Lovely lake. Open sky.

Winsome woodchuck. [But a big eater. S/he moved on from the lawn to nab flowers. Rrrrr.]

Or maybe it’s more the images than the adjectives.

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It’s not sunrise. Or sunset.

It’s not wisteria, like I first thought. Just some tossed lilacs. Memory photo.

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I was heartened when I saw SOME overcast.

Turns out it was ephemeral.

And loaded with humidity.

Today, I’m in love with air-conditioning.

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Now, I got going PRETTY early, but not SUPER early, and when I was in my first ten minutes and ramping up the ol’ heartbeat, I saw the sun was up enough to be in the rays, and I knew I had to head down over the ridge into no-rays territory, as in: no rays so just a WEENsie bit cooler.

No-rays means MOSTly no-rays: see! Ray action! And at the foot of the tree, a helpful marker. Aha: paperbark maple. Never recall seeing that name before. Must have, and it just didn’t register…too darned many darned plants out there to remember the names.

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From a distance this group of petunias was beige, tinted beige, but beige. Now that I look closely, the flowers are quite interesting. [Self: don’t jump to conclusions.]

Look what I spotted on the window. Ten minutes after her/his photo session with meeeee, I looked, and El Moth had departed. Life in motion. [More beige variation.]

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If this is a metaphor for my day, the background took over…and overshadowed the foreground. Reality twisted in a way that there’s always a potential for…kept me energized and distracted simultaneously somehow.

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“Whoever…[did a repulsive thing]…smells like farts.” That threat cannot be improved…on a polite, public sign. No spelling points, however.

Lovely lily after overnight rain. Also: cannot be improved.

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Lovely stump garden. I’m guessing there’s a stump because an oak had butt rot.

Despite the Covid, plenty of outdoor commerce underway. New paving at Murphy’s…and Murphy’s dates back over thirty years. Also counted seven sets of yard-dudes…blowing and mowing.

We’re now under a wear-masks order here in ATL…need to check to see if it’s okay if I keep my distance from others while exercising and stay outdoors…without a mask. Just checked: no adjustment for those exercising…so I’ll be sweating extra along my jawline…oh fun.

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