Musings

Left on my walk passing this, and went down the street to check out the “work.” Found two trucks, several workmen, and could not figure out what system they were working on…didn’t appear to be water, sewer, or electric, suggesting it was fibroids…ehem, that is fiber….

We’ve been watching these apartments, mostly inhabited by Latino families, wondering when they would disappear to be replaced by high-dollar structures…this is the only one that looks like it’s being disassembled (perhaps 16 units); however, the rest can’t be far behind. And neighborhood diversity declines….

Here’s a one-house project. I don’t usually come by here, and don’t know if this house was recently sold, but it sure appears that someone does not want a dense hedge out front. BIG change!

Okay, today’s pretty is crepe myrtle. I could have had some Athenian gardenias, but you’ll have to imagine them.

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This whole spike was festooned with gorgeous, huge blooms. Whatta rush to see it!

Although you can’t tell, these were small, I assume miniature, marigolds. That WikiPee says the name refers to the Virgin Mary. Of course, in Mexico they are grown for, among other things, chicken feed (to make skin and yokes more gold/yellow).

No flower here, as headline suggests—mudpuddle reflection instead. The white blob-ettes are bubble-clusters…pure urban natural world.

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I set off on my walk, and soon was wondering what theme I’d come up with for my walk-pictures.

I thought fence/ivy…and then I found fence/azalea…yay! I thought…then I realized even at two, they had become boring already.

And…I found yellow door…and, aha, new direction to the pattern.

But, no other architectural details…only a shadow in the playground. Still not terribly rewarding.

So, finally, here’s a flower spike on, well, I know it as butterfly bush. Perhaps.

* Progression is not progress.

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Lily bloom and bud.

Redbud pods; it’s in the legume family.

Bicolor hydrangea bloom; mixed pH.

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Ho-hum part of the day: my walk. Found a tree in a bag, which the sign calls a hairnet. Dubious ethics; the idea is to preserve the fruit from the birds and other living things for donation to people.

Roadside sweet peas. Yay!

Our ride. From the manager’s selections; same rate as the Ford Focus we reserved. Hah!

Le pomp. In a hockey arena.

Le circumstance. Hat toss to a John Williams composition for Star Wars; very appropriate. And…we have a new graduate in the family! Congrats to Sam Two-Name, beloved of all. He’s just to the right of the middle and you’ll never be able to pick him out. Does it help if I tell you he he’s wearing blue high-tops?

Apologies for the delayed post; just too darned much going on into the evening, plus the time difference. Yawn. Smile. Smile bigger.

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Today was one of those busy-busy prep days; the main event is dinner honoring the HS grad tomorrow, and the to-do list included a costco visit. I’m telling you, is that an experience. I think I’d only been in one once before, and it was to buy tires (insert tale you hypothesize here).

But you are probably more worldly than I and costco’s ho-hum to you.

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Deep underground in the public passageways at “the world’s busiest airport” (they repeat frequently), the decision-makers have installed durable artwork. This blue-and-green installation is accompanied by bird calls, and seems to evoke a forest and its dappled light. About half-way down, there’s a clearing in the “leaves” and I could hear ducks quacking, although the birds aloft (sorry, no photo) were clearly geese. Brazen, I’m saying, brazen artistic license.

We departed the Deep South in sprinkles, and the sunlight that greeted us in the PacNW became spitty rain two hours later…providing aesthetic cloud cover for this Puget Sound inlet. […with both north- and south-bound trains—coal and autoracks, respectively.

Seems like a wild rose, but that’s a guess…your flower for the day.

And, with the time change…yawn…and, gee, it’s now quite sunny out!

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I’ve been tweaking photos in Photos, and lately I’ve been thinking that the colors get boosted they didn’t using the same strategies I’ve always used. Pretty, yes, but a bit hyper-real.

Golden-yellow flowers; don’t know the name.

Someone’s ready for the D-day anniversary tomorrow…seventy-five years ago. I know where I was that day: nowhere.

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Blue pH. Not the same as a PhD.

Stunning purple clematis.

I call this (lower right) a lawn roomba. It was active/scurrying; I don’t know about the mowing quality.

A century ago: women got the right to vote in good ol’ USA. Mostly white women, I’m pretty sure, and probably not everywhere initially, truth be told.

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Yes, here in the great northland, the grape hyacinths are still blooming.

And the lilacs are coming. Push, I say! I took a cautious sniff, and, oh happy day, I could smell lilac-ness…faint, but still!

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