Musings

Cast your eyes to the skies

I called this photo night light. So clever (haha). That’s pretty much the apex of my wit and wisdom at this moment.

Maybe I’d have more of both if I had Magne’s hammer, or if it was nearby (just finished watching season 2 of Ragnarⱺk—that’s really a non-traditional “o” from the Swedish Dialect Alphabet and not the one in the logo, but this version was a new one on me…so I’m sharing).

Clear skies

Sometime today, yesterday’s Cascades became today’s Rockies. These long lakes are all fake, or perhaps more kindly, they’re reservoirs. With abundant power generation. I’ll take the reflections.

This murder scene welcomed us to tonight’s overnight housing.

When I first arrived, as part of the dying fish tableau, I watched a male mallard preen before departing. And among the plants, several Arctostaphylos uva-ursi, which I know as kinnikinnick (from the Algonquian referring to the plant’s use as a smoking substance).

If I understood the weather prediction correctly, places we’ve been today and will visit tomorrow will have snowfall Wednesday after we are out on the Great Plains.

Petal hyphen

Here’s a glorious crown or petal-cloud.

And so many petals that when they fall, they make petal-drifts.

[No Eye of Horus sequence here….]

Las rosas

Pink hyacinth

“Las rosas” can mean “the pink ones” or “the roses.” Or both. Here, it’s the pink ones. From our property. Hyacinths.

Pinky redbud

And redbud. With an emerging leaf cluster.

No roses.

And, I have no idea what the Spanish name is of the flower we call pinks. Fortunately for this discussion, there are none on our property….

Not exalted

Rain drips windshield

After several lovely days of sun and warmth, we’re in winter mode, and winter here means rainy. I listened to the morning meteorology report and zoomed out early to miss the rain. Instead I got misted on, while if I’d headed out in the afternoon and timed it properly, I could have missed the precip entirely.

Mist. Missed. Didn’t intend to do that!

Watching “Only Connect”—name drawn from the EM Forster in “Howard’s End”: “Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted.” Show is addictive.

I don’t know

Maybe auracaria

We’ve now watched the entire first season of “Bordertown,” which is set in Lappeenranta, in southern Finland, and shot in Finnish. Or we are watching it in Finnish, with subtitles. Turns out, after listening to hours of Finnish dialogue, I got nothing. Well, perhaps yes and no…just checked: they’re juu/joo and ei…so, hmm, perhaps not?

And this tree, every time I walk by it, I think: Araucaria. After a wee internet dive, I may be wrong about that, too.

Cover-ups

Mistletoe search

I got this Wild Idea that I could selfie with the mistletoe in the top of this oak, and also show my wind-resistant head/neckwear. I see me and my garmentage, but somehow the mistletoe camouflaged itself. Squint: they’re there, just less dense than I expected.

Flat Indiana

Church bell

Our first stop was the best…to see loved ones and their New Home! Just darned lovely. All of it. Next time, we’ll stay longer than just for coffee, laughs, and covid-careful hugs.

This was at a later stop, for pure leg stretching…and a few photos. It was a church parking lot. I’m a tad confused with all the nekkid humanoids on the decorative band on this bell, set in the center of the loop from the drop-off awning to the parking lot. My impression is that it was a darned conservative church, and they don’t usually go in for nekkid imagery. Or perhaps I’m making an unwarranted assumption.

Flat view

Dramatic skies can confuse modern digital cameras. This is a different direction, perhaps two minutes after the bell shot. Still: pretty pretty.

Speaking of nekkid, Trevor Noah used a wonderful phrase I hadn’t heard before in a clip the Guru showed me, describing folks wearing their masks at, well, rather half staff: nose nudity. You may find me working it into conversations soon….

Otherworldly

Brussels sprout trees

Among non-traditional/atypical/unexpected plant morphologies, I present Brussels sprout trees. Go brassicas!

Two outdoor adventures

Deer tracks hijinks

Today’s photo tour of my day begins with these tracks, fresh-made as it rained into the wee hours. There are a couple of shoe-wearing horse-tracks in the lower left, and continuing across. But the rest are deer. I cannot come up with a scenario in which the long drag “prints” were created.

Swamp ditch

Also on my walk, a slight detour onto a bridge, perhaps installed by a fisher-person or birdwatcher, that crosses the ditch in the swamp. I learned about duckweed when I had Biology I in HS, back in the Middle Ages. It’s the floating green.

Duckweed

Kinda looks like funky soybeans in this shot. One leaf per plant, I just read.

Offshore breeze situation

Much later, I walked down to the lake…. Offshore breeze today (after days and nights on onshore winds). That means we have a beach! Water’s still way too high, though, IMHO.

Sphagnum moss

Quick stop to check out the low-ground plants on the bluff-top. Sphagnum moss. Always thought “sphagnum” was lovely to hear, almost melodic, and no fun to spell.